So, a while back on Twitter I noticed a post by author (and friend) Justine Musk. In that post she said something about Keanu Reeves riding a unicorn. I found this hilarious, though in retrospect I can’t imagine why. Anyway, I posted something smart-assed and no doubt witty about Justine’s secret desire to create unicorn fiction. She was sarcastic back…and the evil gleam that gets me in trouble every time came into my eye. I made it my quest to goad her into writing a story about a unicorn.
And it wasn’t to be just ANY story about a unicorn. My prediction was that it would become the centerpiece of her career – that it would win awards and become the one story she is most remembered for. Unicorn fans in rainbow shirts would flock to her door – she would get fan mail with colorful glitter falling out when she opened it.
Yada yada …
Over at Storytellers Unplugged I did THIS to her personal blog.
I created Lolz with unicorns to haunt her …
And she wore down. I got this out of her one evening on Twitter:
And I could have left it at that. I could have bugged her and prodded her and irritated her into writing a unicorn story and all would be well. Did I do that? Of course not. I wrote this:
“You write a story. I will write a story. The contest? It must be a serious story. It must be “real” and as powerful as it’s possible to make it.
I will find a publisher to publish both as a chapbook…”
She said: “I’m in.”
I replied: “Did I mention they have to be UNICORN stories?”
Really funny, right? Except…of course…now *I* have to write a freaking unicorn story too. Who saw that coming? I’ll be thinking about it and plotting it and researching what I can find on unicorns as I finish up the Nanowrimo novel..
Oh, and you publisher’s out there… chapbook, anyone?
-DNW
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