Books are designed to keep you reading the next thing until the
end, but hypertext invites choice. Writing hypertext, you've
got to accept the
possibility
your reader will just stop reading.
Why not? The choice to go do something else might me the best out
come of a text. Who wants a numb reader/reader-by-numbers anyway?
Go write your own text. Go paint a mural. You must change your
life. I want piratical
readers,
plagiarists and opportunists,
who take what they want from my ideas and knot it into their
own arguments. Or even their own novels. From which, possibly,
I'll steal it back.
~ Shelley Jackson ~
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A conventional novel is a safe ride. It is designed to catch you
up, propel you down its track, and pop you out at the other end
with possibly a few new catchphrases in your pocket and a pleasant
though vague sense of the scenery rushing by. The mechanism of
the chute is so effective, in fact, that it undoes the most worthy
experiments; sentences that ought to stop you in your tracks are
like spider webs across the chute. You rip through, they're gone.
~ Shelley Jackson ~
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But in this
place without coordinates
I cautiously began to imagine
that I could invent a new game, make a novel, if we still want to
call it that, shaped a little more like my own thoughts.
~ Shelley Jackson ~
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Indeed, the very proliferation of books and other print-based
media, so prevalent in this forest-harvesting, paper wasting age,
is held to be a sign of its feverish moribundity, the last futile
gasp of a once vital form before it finally passes away forever,
dead as God ... the novel, too, as we know it, has come to its end.
~ Robert Coover ~
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Much of the novel's alleged power is embedded in the line, that
compulsory
author-directed
movement from the beginning of a sentence
to its period, from the top of the page to the bottom, from the
first page to the last … [b]ut true freedom from the tyranny of
the line is perceived as only really possible now at last with
the advent of
hypertext,
written and read on the computer, where
the line in fact does not exist unless one invents and implants
it in the text.
~ Robert Coover ~
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Indeed the creative imagination often becomes more preoccupied
with linkage, routing and mapping than with statement or style,
or with what we would call character or plot (two traditional
narrative elements that are decidedly in jeopardy).
~ Robert Coover ~
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