I’ve finally started the Great Canadian Novel.
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I’ve finally started the Great Canadian Novel.
I’m great a starting things, not so good at following through. So while I have completed the first few paragraphs, I invite you to contiue on, adding however much text you feel like in the comments. The following person can continue on from there, and so on. Let’s see how far we get.————
Opening paragraphs:Her hand shook slightly as she held the pipette over the beaker.
“If our calculations are correct,” she said, raising her eyes to those watching the video stream, “the mixture of these two liquids will change the world forever.”
The hand belonged to Nancy Weymouth, and the moment was a cumulation of 12 years of intense research and experimentation she and her team had been working on.
This was the moment. And an estimated 60 million people were tuned into the livestream: expectant, hopeful, tense.————
Over to you . . .
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I’ve finally started the Great Canadian Novel.
I’m great a starting things, not so good at following through. So while I have completed the first few paragraphs, I invite you to contiue on, adding however much text you feel like in the comments. The following person can continue on from there, and so on. Let’s see how far we get.————
Opening paragraphs:Her hand shook slightly as she held the pipette over the beaker.
“If our calculations are correct,” she said, raising her eyes to those watching the video stream, “the mixture of these two liquids will change the world forever.”
The hand belonged to Nancy Weymouth, and the moment was a cumulation of 12 years of intense research and experimentation she and her team had been working on.
This was the moment. And an estimated 60 million people were tuned into the livestream: expectant, hopeful, tense.————
Over to you . . .
@jd Liking how you operate, plant the seed, sit back, and wait for everyone else to write it. -
@jd Liking how you operate, plant the seed, sit back, and wait for everyone else to write it.
@WaitingForTheSign
Tom Sawyer did it first with his fence. -
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I’ve finally started the Great Canadian Novel.
I’m great a starting things, not so good at following through. So while I have completed the first few paragraphs, I invite you to contiue on, adding however much text you feel like in the comments. The following person can continue on from there, and so on. Let’s see how far we get.————
Opening paragraphs:Her hand shook slightly as she held the pipette over the beaker.
“If our calculations are correct,” she said, raising her eyes to those watching the video stream, “the mixture of these two liquids will change the world forever.”
The hand belonged to Nancy Weymouth, and the moment was a cumulation of 12 years of intense research and experimentation she and her team had been working on.
This was the moment. And an estimated 60 million people were tuned into the livestream: expectant, hopeful, tense.————
Over to you . . .
@jdThe liquid ebbed and flowed within the beaker even as she held it quite still in front of the camera, but then it wasn’t a liquid. It was alive, semi transparent nanobots, more cellular than machine. Her greatest break through those long years ago. Stop building machines and build cells if you want to repair bodies. She found a way to mass produce the cell walls matrix. Mobility was contracting fine hairs on the outside. Specialized collagen mouth parts for injecting target cells. What took the longest was learning to program DNA as the automemory and RNA as the driver. It had come down to a test between hydrocloric acid and her cellbots, they must endure a bodies most harmful acid. She had done the work and tested every step of the way, they were more than ready. She looked into the camera. Only 60 million would get this treatment, it would make them immortal. The other 10 billion would perish in the world they had created for them. Not after today.
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@WaitingForTheSign
Tom Sawyer did it first with his fence.@jdHope I didn't mess your post with my comment. There was a book or two published I've read about where different authors each wrote a segment. In the Writers group I belonged, we did a short story the same way. I took it towards an outer space adventure, the next writer complained and the group helped her come up with Dallas's waking from a dream episode to bring it back to earth. I was suitably filled with faux indignancy, it was a lot of fun. I was looking forward to writing a section and started writing. It was looking good too when I noticed the character count. 1024 characters isn't enough! For me anyway. I had to delete most of the descriptive text leaving what I felt like a shell of the original. I tried to stick with the 'what' and leave it open for others to pick up. Choosing a subject was a process, it had to be important, immortality came to mind and it was perfect.
