reader beware

Does anyone remember the Goosebumps series by R.L. Stine? I remember reading those when I was younger and the poems we read by the Oulipo reminded me of them. They were so awesome because you could choose to navigate your adventure through the book anyway you wanted.

The idea of the author giving the reader more control of direction through the literature is interesting. It seems that in the new digital literature might entice readers by appearing to offer more choice in navigation but really limited the direction and development of the overall story.

Joyce's afternoon presented so many different possiblities but the fact that you could not trace your path through the piece made it difficult to comphrehend. Is the new style of digital literature truely literature? They seem like innovative ideas.. but I'm not sure if I see them in the same light as classic pieces of literature (that were made by an author with a clear, specific message).

I have had a burning desire for someone else to remember those damn Goosebumps. I posted it like a week ago in the hopes that someone would remember.

They scared the poop out of me, well most of the did not, but the "choose the story" ones freaked me out all the time. I would always choose the not scary way out of the story and feel like I missed something, so I would immediately go back and see what happened in the other direction. I use to scare myself so much for some reason.

I followed the same pattern while reading the Oulipo short story. I would always take the fast way to the end and realize I made the wrong choice. I would then go back and try to get more out of the story. Did anyone else use this strange reading pattern for that particular story?

Sorry about that.. I totally overlooked that! Yay for Goosebumps!

I definitely found myself doing the same thing- going back and reading through all of the possiblities and getting a sense of the text as whole.

I agree. Those "Choose-Your-Own-Adventure" books were interesting in that you could participate in the development of the story, but I could not shake off the feeling that I was not getting the whole picture.

In many of those books, there are either numerous happy endings or one happy ending among numerous "you are dead" endings. Regardless of which one I got, I would always go back and read all the choices until I basically read the entire book

The inner Oulipian in me must have all combinations. Unfortunately, the sum of the parts do not even equal the whole. These books are too fragmented for me.