This Is What Happens When Twitter Writes a Book
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.]




The list of authors, the rules and the history of the experiment can be found here at Twitbook and you can go here to see the story take shape over Twitter.
Follow me on Twitter. We do this stuff all the time.









I have played this before, albeit not via Twitter. This story was downright linear by comparison to all of mine.
ReplyIf Bruce f*****g Campbell wanted pickles, I would just give them to him. The potential consequences of doing anything else are too horrifying to consider.
ReplyInteresting read. Was anyone else trying to partition it up into 140-character chunks?
Replyhaha i was the whole time
Me too. I couldn't help it, that's the whole premise.
i thought it was hilarious. though, i do think the pictures absolutely helped make it.
ReplyWhy did the Gynomobile turn transform from a Lincoln to what looks like an MG the 3rd time it was pictured? Ah, nevermind. This story is brain cancer in text form anyway. What's worse is, the idea isn't even original; we used to write stories with the author alternating after each sentence in grade school.
ReplyDOB, you can do so much better... Hell, you can crap out a better story than that. You proved that with The Bartender (ZING!!!!).
ReplyDOB didn't write it.
What.
ReplyWhat is this I dont even
ReplyI reached page 4. Still waiting for the humor aspect to kick in. f**k it i am tired of waiting
ReplyI only have one emotion after reading this;
Reply...the f**k?
I am so confused.
ReplyMore! Defenatly want more. I'll beg but that's not very pretty.
ReplyYou're a glutton for punishment.
Definitely one of my favourites. Keep the awesome going.
Reply@sl
ReplyYou gotta read it, man, it's freaking hilarious.
So funny!
Replyi just want to read it over and over again !!!!
Reply"I was born with a penis made of ham."
ReplyWho would think of that shit? Only a fucking genius with sexy bestial desires, of course.
"And yes, the plot did go to shit fast, didn't it?"
ReplyHell, the plot didn't even stay cohesive through the damn title page.
ha, great pictures
ReplyFucking awesome. Once again, you really need to write a comedy book, man.
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