You May Choose Your Own Adventure
Man, I used to love the Choose Your Own Adventure books. Was it the superb cover design?
Or was it the excellent writing? I guess it was the (false) feeling of having some control over where the story would go.
The first one I remember reading was “Who Killed Harlowe Thrombey”. Old Harlowe sounds like a Batman character, but rather than finding out that he’s a super villain intent on destroying the universe, he merely dies (obvs) providing a mystery for you, the protagonist, to solve. The only character I actually recall from the story is the female friend with curly red hair; early evidence of my later taste?
Using the amazing power of Google images and Wikipedia, I realise that I must have read the entire series of CYOA books that were published between 1979 and around 1988. And, in the true style of kid reading, I reckon I read them all in the space of about 6 months. You just plow through books at that age.
What about you? Did you get into the CYOA books? What was your fave?
All of this is a really roundabout way to let you know that, during the month of May, I’ll be running a little thing I’m gonna call “You May Choose Your Own Adventure”. You see what I did there? After each of my Friday Flash Fictions, there’ll be a poll and you can choose where the story will go next. I’m actually rather attached to the story that I’ve started with, so it’s going to be hard to see where you’re going to force me to go. But it’s all in the name of entertainment, and what’s writing if it’s not entertaining?
Today in Croatia we celebrated Labour Day – by which I mean we had the day off school and drank some beer. I hope you had a nice day wherever you were and whatever you did. Because, you know what? We all choose our own damn adventures.