To satisfy my own curiosity, and to see if Twitter can be more than random, uninteresting personal updates ("Ate a burrito. Spilled hot cheese on stomach. Too lazy to clean up, so I just dealt with it until the burning stopped."), I decided to conduct a little experiment. On Twitter, I rounded up a little over 80 friends with the fairly enigmatic call to action of "Does anyone want to be part of a fairly ambitious Twitter project?" Our challenge: To cowrite a book over Twitter, one tweet at a time, utilizing all 80 participants as authors. We got off to a pretty rocky start but by the second day we'd organized the entire process and, though we lost some along the way, we totally fucking finished this thing.
I am both proud and horribly, horribly ashamed to present to you what is, to my knowledge, the first short story to be written entirely over Twitter (with images and layout added by me afterward). Remember, this is the Internet, so just watch how quickly the plot falls to shit.
[Why does he keep taking his glasses off? - ED.]
[Being Jewish doesn't mean you're "allergic" to ham, by the way...- ED.]
[Wait, so are we just gonna ignore the fat guy's dead wife, then? - ED.]
[So that's a "Yes," then.]
Follow me on Twitter. We do this stuff all the time.