This morning I started a new site called Chokeville. Someone just asked me to summarize it succinctly (like, let’s keep this short, weisenheimer, can’t be jawing about blogs all day when there’s tail to nail) and I said well, man, I guess it’s ten thousand little stories about a made-up city and — but he was already gone.
The first six stories are up now. I have an idea for a bunch more but that’ll get us to maybe thirty. Not sure about the other 9,970. Surely I’ll have a team handling the work for me by then, like whoever does Garfield.
Anyway this first batch provides an introduction to some of the characters we’ll be dealing with. I didn’t do this on purpose but I think every story features at least one person getting punched or stabbed.
I like it when people make things.
I wish I weren’t sleepy and heading toward bed, because I right now want to say so much about why Josh is a hero to me. He’ll still be a hero in the morning and God knows he doesn’t need my superfluous dominy-dominy, but may I just humbly suggest that each of us tell three of our smart but more normal friends about Josh?
Not in the usual “don’t hesitate to call the police if you see Josh chatting amiably with a broken vintage clown marionette in your kids’ inflatable pool while wearing nothing but what appears to be a McDLT box (no, not even just that one time because, BELIEVE ME, there’s always more times)” sort of way. Because, you should still tell people that anyway.
More because Josh will be really actually famous soon. Also, he’s probably a genius.
I started in on these stories this morning, and I’m hooked. And I’m curious to see what my friends think of Josh’s writing. I’ve been reading his stuff for some time now, and this really is quintessential Josh, but I wonder how this stuff reads to someone who’s never experienced his style before.
And expose them to Josh I will.
PRO TIP: each story is split up into several chapters. So, the page-bottom links are actually for the next chapter, not the next story. Not terribly Instapaper
