Soon after Writing Fun Challenge Eye Ex was announced, Kellnerin sent out the call for a corresponding Weregoat Fun Challenge. The premise was simple: the unauthorized autobiography of George F26------B. The concept was perhaps not terribly original, but the beauty was that the life of a dollar bill is so fragmented that we could each write more or less self-contained vignettes without losing (much) realism.
The response was swift. Five of us were in -- at around 500 words apiece, it would work out nicely.
Then, as is the way of the goat, we did nothing about it for several weeks.
Finallly, ana broke the ice with the ripped-from-real-life tale of the fisher and the ice cream man.
Then aethucyn followed with George's origin story.
Bridging the gap between the two was the scene in the diner. Kellnerin built it around the line, "It was good, but it wasn't twenty-cents-more good," although her favorite sentence is actually "Alex is one of the older tens: symmetrical, stately, reserved."
The story of what may have been George's last transaction was told by toxicfur.
Hours before the deadline, bo contributed a meditation on being George, the nature of Georgeness.
We surprised ourselves, actually, when we knit the pieces together and the seams didn't show too badly. A bit of collective editing (but not too much) smoothed some transitions and finessed a few inconsistencies.
We wrote, we posted, we hope you enjoyed.
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