Sixty-four raging renegades and I will be pulling together to write a story over the next few weeks to be published in No Colony and nominated for a Pushcart Prize. Maybe. Who knows. The whole thing could go down in a blaze of bullets and grey smoke.
No matter: for $10 and 150 words, I get to feel all buoyant and squishy at the thought of collaborating on a story with 64 people I know virtually nothing about, will never meet, and have no association with larger than that we happen to read the same website. This project fits right in with my unnatural love for ludicrous ideas.
To do it as a kind of dare: even better.
I just barely squeezed into the last available spot by one whole minute. The internet can be blamed for all kinds of things, but this project is one of many opportunities that would not be possible without it.
Is it just me? Is this some kind of fetish of mine, or do others out there get turned on by these kinds of projects that defy common sense? Cuz I gotta say: I am very excited.
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He was a dark and stormy knight.