For
a recent writing exercise, Oz brought in a dictionary. She picked a
random page and asked for a number between 1 and 4. We picked 3,
hence the third column of text. Next she asked for a number between 1
and 10. We picked 5, hence the fifth word down. Our word, fittingly
for a writers' group, was “Publish”. This was our prompt for a
10-minute writing exercise. Here's what I managed:
It
started as a joke blog- just him in the Student Village flat
commenting on what drunk women he'd seen arguing or which road sign
had been stolen. It wasn't an anonymous blog, but he hadn't linked it
to social media so none of the other students knew anything about it.
Then
he started uploading photos, noticing a weird popularity in the
States. He'd named the university, the building, the initials of the
people involved. The time “TS” got arrested for having a bag of
weed on him and the officers thought he'd progress on to coke if he
ever made it into the media industry. The part-time lap dancers on
his course claiming they'd made £500 in a night (their dress sense
backed it up).
He
started to get some intriguing Twitter followers, including the
Student Union and Greater Manchester Police. The comments flowed in,
mostly from other students and sometimes those he knew. Each comment
had a guess in it. Are you this guy? Are you that? Sometimes people
thought he was a girl.
With
each click of the “publish” button, the net closed in.
Who
would it be? How could he keep himself anonymous? He took one more
trip to town with his cameraphone, standing across the street from
PanAsia.
So.
Just as the story was getting somewhere, the timer buzzed. At least I
got the key word included. I was going to have a situation where
something happened that risked his anonymity, but I couldn't think /
write fast enough. I'm planning on learning shorthand soon, which
should combat this.
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