When Penguin Books, the venerable British publishing house, announced it would launch an experiment in wikifiction, I felt no need to document, or comment on, the fact. Frankly, I'm still skeptical that the same attribute that makes a million individuals working together so powerful (namely, our differences in experience, outlook, beliefs, etc.) would make projects of this kind a sort of exercise in tortured futility. A lot of labor and trial and error and—wikis being wikis—conflict for naught. But then I read this post by Jon Elek, one of the Penguin editors working on the, um, novel. He was winning, humble and—most of all—game. Just the prerequisites for any open source project manager. He admits his own considerable doubts, and then the reasons he cast them aside. Taking a page from him, I took my own stroll through the twisting, byzantine byways of the million-authored novel and found it, not only not torturous but even fun, in an odd, Postmodern way. Like John notes, I couldn't do it for much more than ten minutes, but that doesn't mean it's not great spectator sport. May the game go on ... at least until the vandals render the novel utterly unreadable.