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Would you like to read Ulysses 140 characters at a time? Is a short story just too long? Then curl up with a BlackBerry and dive into Twitter Lit—micro novels, online book clubs, and (gasp) real books.
“The bloody axe still on him, still dripping with the little fellow’s blood,” reads a line somewhere in the middle of Roger N. Morris’s book, A Gentle Axe. So far, an elderly prostitute has found the corpse of a large man swinging from a tree, and a dead dwarf in a snowdrift nearby. She has run for help. But I have to wait at least another hour to know what happens next.
That’s because I’m reading this book on Twitter, in tiny, 140-character updates. An hour later, I’m in the middle of answering an email when a little gift arrives at the corner of my screen: the next micro-installment of A Gentle Axe, which was published in 2007 and is now being serialized on Twitter. Embarrassed that I’d left the dead man hanging, I click for my next bite: ‘The dwarf was dead?’ ‘Murdered! His head bashed in. And the axe that did it was on the big one.’
Twitter has created new ways for authors and readers to interact, not to mention a little PR for a product or title.
James Bridle, a 28-year-old Brit who works in publishing and constantly experiments with literature on the Web, built a similar program that released Ulysses on Twitter, in 140-characer segments every 15 minutes. Although the book famously unfolds over a single day, it took eight months to Tweet. The retelling developed quite a following, Bridle not included. “I didn’t follow it, because it was kind of annoying,” Bridle said of his own project. “I didn’t want James Joyce talking to me every 15 minutes.”
While some, like Morris and Bridle, have moved books to Twitter, countless other authors are doing it in reverse, and turning “tweets”—those juicy (and cheap) little snippets—into books. And a new genre is born: Twitter Lit.
Yes, books have been published from blogs for years. But now, as the publishing industry slumps, microblogs like Twitter and Tumblr have turned out to be a place for writing to thrive. Several authors, publishers, independent booksellers, and even book clubs have set up shop on Twitter, and are benefiting from its expanding community. Twitter has created new ways for authors and readers to interact, not to mention a little PR for a product or title.
Take, for example, the brand-new Picador Book Club on Twitter–in which the publishing imprint chooses a selection of its own titles every few weeks for Twitterati to read and discuss. “As opposed to a book club that meets once a month, this will be every few hours,” said Darin Keesler, Picador’s VP of marketing and sales. “It’s our hope that it will have a really great effect on sales.”
The club’s first title will be Yoko Ogawa’s The Housekeeper and the Professor, which will be discussed on Twitter on April 10, followed by Augusten Burroughs’s A Wolf at the Table. Burroughs, a fellow Twit, will be in on the discussion. “Twitter enables people to have a lot more contact with authors, which is a good thing, and it’s something that publishing hasn’t done traditionally very well,” James Bridle said.
Bridle printed two years' worth of posts in a book, My Life in Tweets, through a self-publishing service. Though he’s not sharing it with anyone, Bridle is satisfied simply seeing his Twitter activity in hard copy. “In part, you realize all the work that went into it,” he says of the book. “In part you’ve realized how much time you’ve wasted.”









i'll be following you on twitter now... i hope you tweet as well as you write! or are they the same? this is confusing me...
The gatekeepers are a little afraid of Twitter. They actually find it curious. And they're doing everything they can to figure out how to exploit it and keep the power. The brick walls of publishing must be kept intact. It's very important no new wave of ideas gets in past the castle walls. What they're afraid of with Twitter is that a new idea might scale the gatekeeper walls. With Twitter I am able to bypass them (please note how the agents are the first ones to start tweeting) and this exemplifies how ephemeral they really are TO IDEAS. People who follow me on Twitter jump to my blog where they click into my videos and rants against this incestuous scumbag business that makes the books. What they'd really like to do is set up the system where they can control the voices. This would keep the voices on the same polite page. The real power to Twitter is that it moves the idea along from person to person and it can spread an idea quickly. This makes them shudder in their Manolos. It's like surfing out in the waves and Twitter just moves the current along. Wouldn't it be nice if they could control (control being their specialty since otherwise they're actually quite useless to the process of making a book) all the tides and the waves and the surfboards and find some way to get their greedy little hands on a percentage of whatever cash might wash up onto the literary shore which, of course, they will proclaim they own all the rights to including but not limited to the right to decide what waves can make it to the shore and what waves must stay out to sea unnoticed. Fortunately their power is mainly an illusion. A trick. The wave will find it's way to shore even if they put their little arrogant noses up into the air to ignore it. Twitter treats the waves mainly the same. It doesn't keep a CLASS of wave or people out. This makes the CLASS that has always controlled publishing nervous. Someone with an new idea as to what publishing could be might ride one of those waves right over the brick walls they constantly maintain to keep all the rude, bad people out. I love Twitter. I hope it lasts long enough to batter down some of the gatekeeper castles they make from sand. It's hard to swim in Manolo Blahniks. You end up looking patently absurd. You might even drown. Or worse yet, someone's wild surfboard (the surfers out here with new ideas as to how to make it into the shore) might clunk them on their pretty little heads. Or worse yet, no one will care. There are no lifeguards on this beach. It's always been every man for himself. Or worse yet, some shark might find them interesting. I hear agent meat is quite fat. Or worse yet, no one on the beach misses them. The real cause for alarm with Twitter among this group of sublime if charming idiots is that the current doesn't really recognize them as relevant to the process. You can't keep your castle walls secure, swim, and chew gum at the same time. http://le-too.blogspot.com Tim Barrus, Amsterdam
Ravenous Romance did an awesome Twittererotica contest that I hope they will do again. Readers had to write an erotic romance in 140 characters or less. It was hilarious.
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