It’s positively MMAD*, I tell you! But an exquisite corpse, no lie.
–Greg
- (Massively Multi-Authored Diversion)
Sign me up! That’s a fantastic idea. I apologise in advance if my section sounds like a tutorial on how to compile an e-book. 
I’d be in, too! Fun idea!
Just wonder how to work out the time zones between everyone.
Yeah, hitting 8pm CST or whatever, in New Zealand, might be difficult even on the best of days. As fun as it might be to have a compiled copy at the end of your day, basing the project in the U.S. probably isn’t the best for the rest of the world. Maybe 8pm JST?
Sorry, I might be guilty of stereotyping based on that cowboy hat. Heh. You could be in Malaysia for all I know.
What the heck. Sign me up.
As long as there are swords. Or spaceships. Or, ideally, both.
Katherine
I’m actually in London! The hat is a rare example of me following my own advice…
It is always said that C.S. Lewis wrote each of the Narnia books in a weekend. I guess it shows!
As for this … if it’s happening in August, sign me up as I’m on holiday — just trust to a day when the family don’t take me over. If it is later than that, I’ll be back in LotGFW, and won’t have time.
Mark
[i]…almost embarrassingly modest portals of the titanic interstellar cruiser swung clumsily open and a group of unshaven, crapulous men stumbled out, peering blearily around them. “Men!” shouted what appeared, from his short, bristly moustache, to be the sergeant; “Present… ARMS!”
“What?” muttered the men.
“Arms, you assholes. Present ARMS.”
“He means wave our swords around, I think,” said one of the men.
In a single perfectly unsynchronised movement, the men, with varying degrees of effort and ineptitude, pulled swords, in varying degrees of disrepair, from their belts and waved them around for a bit.
“Form… ARCH OF HONOUR!” shouted the sergeant.
The men split into two lines and raised their swords. There was a clang as one of the blades fell off.
“Leave it, Baxter,” sighed the sergeant.
Part of a feeble fanfare sounded from the cheap sound system of the battle-cruiser before the tape stretched and broke. Then, in a tremendous gust of olfactory niceness, Bungo the Dwarf capered down the ramp surrounded by a bevy of women, naked except for Swarowski crystal collars, each holding a glittering salver of exotic Clive Christian perfumes.
“Those salvers look as though they’ve been beaten from the copper plating recovered from sunken men-o’war” said Tony the Occasionally Tactless from behind his Cam-O-Tree™.
“If they spray us, kill them all” said his subaltern, Nigel the Very Cross. “If Old Spice was good enough for my Dad, it’s good enough for me.”[/i]
… etc. That the sort of thing you’re thinking of, Katherine?
Rather fewer naked women, thanks. And men who bathe more or less regularly, though shaving is optional.
Katherine
There’s egalitarian feminism for y’! 
Mr B. A tape on board an intersteller liner? Are we per chance a technophobe, or are we, in your thirst for sex and violence, eschewing authenticity?
Take care Mr B
Fluff
Ah Mr B. I’m being prodded into awareness. ‘A cheap sound system’! 
But we do push the boundaries, sometimes, don’t we Mr B?
Sorry Keith, if we didn’t hold people to stuff the agree to when they’re drunk we’d have no accountability in the world. Or in my house, in any event.
I’ve added a list of who is confirmed IN to my earlier post.
This has successful HBO mini-series written all over it.
One last topic bump to see if there is a wider interest…
Herr S.
Actually, the miscreanti of the lower decks (at least those determined to resist the demands that responsible adulthood places upon them), may not number 50. However, 'tis an intriguing idea and 'twould be a shame were it left to wither on the vine and die.
P’rhaps a period of Re-planning/Promotion/Recruitment, may yield surprising dividends, thereby allowing the fruit to grow and flourish, providing us with…who knows, Herr S… a classic Romanée-Conti vintage? Just a thought Herr S
Take care
Fluff
I did this once with 15 participants of a creative writing course: 44 hours from the moment we arrived, sleeping (not very much) and eating included. We plotted and wrote a novel of 315 pages in three days. Was a lot of fun. 
Wise words as ever, Fluff. Perhaps the L&L staff might wish to organise something to coincide with the formal release of the Windows verison.
Alas, I fear the following exchange 20 years down the line may no longer be a realistic dream…
HERR S.: “I once wrote a novel in collaboration with Michael Bywater, you know.”
NEPHEW: “What’s a novel?”
Count me in. One section only please. The time zone is going to be murder on me.
As to Narnia being written in weekend bursts, I imagine this scenario.
C.S Lewis: “How marvelous a whole book in a weekend. I simply cannot wait to show it to J.R.R and the other Inklings. That will wipe the smug off their faces.”
J.R.R Tolkien: “You did what! Let me see that, have no fear, I’ll give it a proper read. “
Humphrey Harvard: “A proper rogering you mean”
J.R.R Tolkien: “Being crude does not help elevate your status with anyone. However I expect you are close to the truth.”
At the next meeting of the Inklings.
C.S. Lewis: “Well Tollers since you have not spoken to me since I offered my book. I already know you disapprove.”
J.R.R Tolkien: “Really Jack, Father Christmas and a witch and a talking beaver. If this hodge-podge is ever to amount to anything, you are going to have to roll up your sleeves. Start pruning this overgrown hedge. ”
It could have happened that way. Book in a day; naturally I want to participate.
Thanks! Pigfender will probably pick this up, but for future folks, I’m going to insert a redirect in here for anyone who wants to participate in the novel in a day project, visit this thread:
https://forum.literatureandlatte.com/t/novel-in-a-day-niad-day/14267/1
What are we calling it, The Talking Donkey, The Hag, and the Dresser?
I’ll join in!