Going Into the Woods, by Christine Boese
Summer of '92
As I was driving I wondered to myself what it would take to make
multimedia, hypermedia, and the Internet really tremendous and exciting
(as opposed to tedious and boring, as much of it still is). At that
time CD-ROMs were very rare and few titles on the market could even
call themselves multimedia. (Manhole was the only thing I had
seen worth squat.) Time-Warner hadn't even jumped on the bandwagon
yet.
Bill Clinton was still
governor of Arkansas.
The Midwest had turned into one
giant, muddy lake.
On the way to New Orleans, my
buddy Dave told me an interesting story about an experimental theater
production in California.
An article by Robert Coover,
titled "The End of Books" had just come out in The New York Times
Book Review that summer.
I had stumbled upon the video
of Tom Stoppard's play, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead,
and was considering it for the film series at Arkansas Governor's
School, where I had been teaching for the summer. For fun I made a
futile attempt to run lines of Hamlet during the backstage
scenes, to see if they timed out right.
Out of the blue something
strange happened. After all my random bouncing from idea to idea, the
thoughts fit together with one big CLICK.
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