There are many ways of posting fictional stories on the Internet, but the most fun, in my opinion, is when the author is hiding behind the scenes, when his name does not appear, when the writer is a ghost.
It is —simply— as a live show. It is while it is happening, and as long a compact human bunch is paying attention to it. Otherwise it’s a fetus or already dead.
In online fiction, suspension of reality actually improves markedly if what is told is likely to occur. No matter how likely, but possible. Therefore, it is never advisable to put ahead the label of literature, or the name of the author, nor the fiction flag, or explain that we are facing a literary creation, because it scares much the viewers. They just want fun without pedagogy. The less they can see the puppet threads (at leats at first), much the better. Later, when the reader is already habituated and he doesn’t care anymore —when we got him transported—, we can safely remove some veils. And generate interaction, the one that resembles really, is almost as important as storytelling. Writing fiction is not about making online copy-paste-or-reblog stories or novels and publish them on a blog. Many choose to do so and believe they are Internet writers, but what they do is radio on the TV.
Online fiction is something else, even more challenging than writing: it comes to use new resources to shoot a story through codes that have not been used yet. The relationship between the character and his readers must be alive, present, and be attractive and fast. In that scenario, the name of an author, the presence of a signature, it’s just an obstacle in the suspension of reality.
In recent years, I have disguised as a engineer in Brazil, a New York junkie, an African seer and mentally ill Spanish. These posts have already concluded, but they remain on the Web. Not my name. It’s needless. I only cite four of my examples, but pulling the ball of the creativity thousands will appear like ants on red soil. Traditional writers are still reluctant to the format, possibly because, in general, those that live of storytelling are not engaged in design or programming (and writing online fiction is not the same as writing books).
But not for a long time. Narrators have started timidly to discover a system which potential is in its infancy. Sooner or later others will come in, and they will because the limits are infinite, because readers are hungry for new forms of fiction, and especially because the feed back becomes an inexhaustible source of learning. For the eyes of the beholder of the show, yes, but also for the hand that goes into the oldest man’s hobby, telling stories around the campfire. In the spooky darkness. No faces, no names, no egos.
To finish, you may be a precious snowflake, but if you can’t express your individuality in sterling prose, I don’t want to read about it. Treat writing like your lifeblood instead of your uncertain livelihood. And for Christ’s sake, write something we might want to read!
Online fiction – Dugutigui