Momentarily blinded by the exhaust of yet another Arcturan Porn Freighter, Beefheart instictively threw up his hand to protect his eyes and was so startled to actually see his own hand he flung himself backwards into - to his further shock - a sandbank. Looking down at his own body which had been so noticeably absent from view for the past three days, Beefheart found it as disconcerting as if he had encountered a corpse in his bed and scuttled backwards across the sand in a futile attempt to escape it, stopping abruptly seconds later as his back hit an immovable obstacle. Sweating, heart racing, Beefheart closed his eyes for the first time in three days and forced himself to breathe normally, relishing the sensation. Gradually he allowed his awareness to expand beyond his own panic to begin to take in his environment. Warm sand. Cool breeze. Salty smell. Good start. He opened his eyes cautiously and, squinting against the glare, took in the vista before him. From the surf line twenty y...
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The long rambling nature of a blog would lend itself to (a) epic quest poem in a Jason and the Argonauts / Sinbad stylee, (b) an ongoing soap opera / sit com (Friends die horribly in bizarre Espresso machine explosion incident)
We need a few characters, and might I suggest we write about our blog-selves?
A way to get things rolling might be that each contributor provides a description of their own character.
The epic poem is truly a lost art. Perhaps a 300 page poem about murderous elves is in order. I shall follow up this comment with my character description.
I would enjoy the soap/sitcom route, though.
1) Could we be seeking the lost, ephemeral post at Blogadoon?
2) Or the Blog Stone?
3) Do we have to Fleece the Golden Blog?
4) Or, escape the Blogataur's maze?
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The last one Lo Lo, obviously.
Off to find Blogadoon? A blog untouched by progress (hah!) and where cheese is soya based but actually tastes like cheese?