The Unknown: The Orange Line.
  From: Scott Rettberg
To: William Gillespie
Date: August 7, 1998
Subject: Re: GODDAMN!!

What transcripts? By the way. Of what? Unknownalia?
Also, another reason for the imperative trip to Chicago & a compromise:

I venture South to the land of the sparkling bubbly tomorrow. We play disc golf and make hypertext all afternoon and into the evening. Then socialize. Or while socializing. Do you have anyone there with a scanner? And which of your friends was it who set us up with the zip—I want him to encode as mpeg files the audio files which don’t seem to work right as quicktime files over the web—what’s his name again—damnable short term memory—I don’t think it would be very hard to do, and he seems to know how to do it pretty well.

All of this unless of course you are otherwise indisposed.


caveat: You do need to get here soon, tho. I’ll talk to Dirk this week, and if he’s not dead, maybe he can venture down too. I want to write some Chicago specific scenes, and I need you guys here for material.

And… in the fall future, a double-whammy project to be named involving a day spent inside the El transportation system in Chicago, three photographers, the three of us, a photo-writing spread in No Time magazine. and as a section of the Unknown. What do you think?

>From: William Gillespie
>To: Frank Marquardt, Scott Rettberg
>Subject: GODDAMN!!!
>Date: Friday, Aug 7, 1998, 11:20 AM >

>Fucking excellent page, Frank. Scott took a bunch of files I’d worked
>on and a bunch he’d worked on last night and either updated the posted
>version of the hypertext, or went out for beer, I’m not sure which, but
>it all has a new look to it. Check out maps.htm: an index for which
>your page is very well suited.
>I’ll try to write those transcripts now.

sickening decadent hypertext novel META fiction al bull shit sort of a doc ument ary corr e spond ence art is cool look at art live read ings