Many writers are currently experimenting with twitter fiction; a form of story telling in miniturism, with each chapter unfolding in blocks of 140 characters (see: https://ab.co/31F64Fw).
Within this genre of social media literature, Charlotte Easter Earl enjoys the challenge of telling a story in 7 tweets.
Is this an enjoyable way for you to experience a story? Feel free to log your reactions in the comment box at the bottom of the page.
The Archive
7 TWEET NOVELS
CharlotteEasterEarl @C_Easter_Earl · Oct 16
An original 7 Tweet Novel by Charlotte Easter Earl: Edgar and Evangeline Discuss an Opportunity.
CharlotteEasterEarl @C_Easter_Earl · Oct 16
Ch 1: ”We'll ring in '21 real big, Evie.” “Why’s that Eddie?” “A guy over on Wabash gave me a job.” "On Wabash, Eddie? That Ave's no good."
CharlotteEasterEarl @C_Easter_Earl · Oct 16
Ch 2: “It’s all right, Evie. That political cove Van Praag, he had a cigar store there." "A Politician? You took a wooden nickel, Eddie?”
CharlotteEasterEarl @C_Easter_Earl · Oct 16
Ch 3: "It’s on the up, Evie, I swear. A bird in a real smart purple suit hired me to work out of his furniture place.” “Furniture, Eddie?”
CharlotteEasterEarl @C_Easter_Earl · Oct 16
Ch 4: Furniture is big in Chicago, Evie, bigger than New York.” "You know that, Eddie?” “This purple bird told me.” "Monty Ward, Eddie?"
CharlotteEasterEarl @C_Easter_Earl · Oct 16
Ch 5: “No, the place is Al Brown’s.” “What're you to do for Mr. Brown?” “No, Evie, Brown is the store, the purple bird's not called Brown."
CharlotteEasterEarl @C_Easter_Earl · Oct 16
Ch 6: "He wants me to make deliveries and send messages.” “Send messages, Eddie?” “Yeah, send messages, Evie. He gave me his card.”
CharlotteEasterEarl @C_Easter_Earl · Oct 16
Ch 7: "I better see that card, Eddie. It says here, 'Second Hand Furniture Dealer, 2220 South Wabash Avenue, proprietor, Alphonse Capone.'"
CharlotteEasterEarl @C_Easter_Earl · Oct 16
The End. This has been a presentation of a 7 Tweet Novel by Charlotte Easter Earl.
A 7 Tweet Novel by Charlotte Easter Earl:
CharlotteEasterEarl @C_Easter_Earl · Sep 18
Ch. 1: They discussed only names for boys during her pregnancy. The scan, the nurse assured them, said “boy.”
CharlotteEasterEarl @C_Easter_Earl · Sep 18
Ch. 2: Now, his wife sat in her hospital bed cradling a baby girl. "Scans can be wrong," said the doctor, "but births are always correct."
CharlotteEasterEarl @C_Easter_Earl · Sep 18
Ch. 3: His wife kissed their baby girl and said, “She is a thousand beautiful petals in a single beautiful flower, just like a Hyacinth.”
CharlotteEasterEarl @C_Easter_Earl · Sep 18
Ch. 4: She proclaimed, “We must name her Hyacinth. I love that idea! Do you?” He smiled, "Yes, a perfect idea, I love it. I love you."
CharlotteEasterEarl @C_Easter_Earl · Sep 18
Ch. 5: Later, as his wife slept, someone pushed paper and pen into his hand, and said, "The baby’s name goes here on the birth certificate.”
CharlotteEasterEarl @C_Easter_Earl · Sep 18
Ch. 6: At this, the baby’s name flew from his head. Qualmish, he glanced at his wife. No, he would not wake her for a bit of paper.
CharlotteEasterEarl @C_Easter_Earl · Sep 18
Ch. 7: He strained to recall, “a flower, yes! And an H, yes! ‘H,’ ‘Hh,’ ‘Ha,’ no, ‘High.’ Oh yes!” He remembered. He wrote, “Hibiscus.”
CharlotteEasterEarl @C_Easter_Earl · Sep 18
The End. This has been a presentation of a 7 Tweet novel by Charlotte Easter Earl @C_Easter_Earl