Will possibly–with the Professor’s approval–submit a hypertext that I’ve been working on to the class for workshopping. I can wait until the final scheduled workshops of the semester, and maybe spark some interest that way in the New Media II session classes that are planned for Tunxis in the Fall, and may include Storyspace in the curriculum.
Just loving the medium, in this case, the online Hypertextopia, loving the different way it creates story by asking with the completion of each box, for more; more story, more details, more insight, more clues.
A tidbit:
A scorpion skittered across the porch, stopped in front of the rocker, fled from Yolanda’s sandal as she lifted her foot to annihilate it. It had noticed the change in light, the shadows, the movement of air in the motion. It had lived by its wits and now it smiled to itself as it had once more survived the dangerous world of the desert and the animals that were its enemies.
A safe distance from the dangers of the leathered foot and the long swoop of the rocker curve, the little scorpion recovered its grace, held its tail curled up proudly over its back, and sallied past the lesser bugs and beetles who watched in awe and admiration from crevices in the walls and floors of Yolanda’s house.
The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology