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Jan. 6th, 2006 09:21 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nnyI am having random nostalgia.
I don't know how prominent these were, but does anyone remember Choose Your Own Adventure books? The classroom bookcase was inordinately full of them, written by Iain someone, mostly, and they were really noticeable and slyly attractive due to the NEON GREEN spines. They were fantastic, and I got much respect for reading them when I was younger; that may have been a contributing factor in my beginning to read them, but soon enough I was completely lost.
There's nothing quite like reading a book with an entire hand's worth of fingers marking pages, just in case something goes hideously wrong and you have to backtrack. I had no truck with dice and suchlike of course, being a humungous and quite unrepentant cheater, which is possibly obvious from the amount of spine cracking fingerwork. And doesn't that sound an interesting skill for an RP character? Hunh.
Of course, then I asked for one from my mum for my birthday, and I got one on showjumping. SHOWJUMPING, I ask you. And the weird thing about it was that I totally died way more times in the showjumping one than I ever did in the ones where goblins were attempting to cleave my head in twain with a battle axe. I blame the fact that it was a lot shorter than the proper ones, leaving very little space for fingers, even fingers so small as mine were then.
They even made me write one, at school. Which... do you have any idea how bad such a thing is, when written by a ten year old with the attention span of a gnat? Most pages, I seem to remember, ended in people dying. With no rationale, whatsoever, and a distinct overtone of HA!
Aah, childhood.
I don't know how prominent these were, but does anyone remember Choose Your Own Adventure books? The classroom bookcase was inordinately full of them, written by Iain someone, mostly, and they were really noticeable and slyly attractive due to the NEON GREEN spines. They were fantastic, and I got much respect for reading them when I was younger; that may have been a contributing factor in my beginning to read them, but soon enough I was completely lost.
There's nothing quite like reading a book with an entire hand's worth of fingers marking pages, just in case something goes hideously wrong and you have to backtrack. I had no truck with dice and suchlike of course, being a humungous and quite unrepentant cheater, which is possibly obvious from the amount of spine cracking fingerwork. And doesn't that sound an interesting skill for an RP character? Hunh.
Of course, then I asked for one from my mum for my birthday, and I got one on showjumping. SHOWJUMPING, I ask you. And the weird thing about it was that I totally died way more times in the showjumping one than I ever did in the ones where goblins were attempting to cleave my head in twain with a battle axe. I blame the fact that it was a lot shorter than the proper ones, leaving very little space for fingers, even fingers so small as mine were then.
They even made me write one, at school. Which... do you have any idea how bad such a thing is, when written by a ten year old with the attention span of a gnat? Most pages, I seem to remember, ended in people dying. With no rationale, whatsoever, and a distinct overtone of HA!
Aah, childhood.
