By Christopher Munroe
Ten years ago today a man had a dream that he would write a 100-word story a day, every day, forever.
They may have called him mad, but here he is a decade later, keeping up the pace he’s set for himself, providing us our daily story sustinence.
And we, his Sunday writers, have joined him, pledging ourselves to his quest, writing our prompts and sending them in, rain or shine, without end as the years go by.
Because he won’t be done until the day he dies.
And if we ever want to stop, we have to kill him…