As tweeters around the world experiment with writing fiction in a 140 characters for the first #Twitterfiction festival, we embark on finding ways of covering this new form of creative writing event. Over the course of the festival we'll respond to some of the Tweets, in the form of a review no more than 140 characters. Here goes...
#twitterfiction #litmash I derived grim gratification bashing in the brains of a coiffured skeleton with a nasty grin. Was she famous once?
— liewelise (@liewelise) November 29, 2012
RT @liewelise: #twitterfiction #litmash Sekeletons might have hair and coiffure but by definition they don't have brains #twitterficcrit
— Guardian Books (@GuardianBooks) November 29, 2012
Prometheus in 'sneaky' fire snatch! Zeus chains to rock, condemns to daily liver ripping! Giant eagle says "Yum!" to new job #twitterfiction
— Lucy Coats (@lucycoats) November 28, 2012
@lucycoats First myth tweets aptly mythifying. We like liver. Butfor retweets, leave more space#twitterfiction #twitterficcrit
— Guardian Books (@GuardianBooks) November 28, 2012
@guardianbooks He was posthumously declared a paedophile. She sold her story to Hollywood. The Daily Mail had a field day. #twittersequel
— Joanne Harris (@Joannechocolat) November 28, 2012
@joannechocolat Nothing innocent abt icecream.Presume pitbull puppies.Manslaughter not murder charge pending #twitterfiction #twitterficcrit
— Guardian Books (@GuardianBooks) November 28, 2012
She was sweet & innocent. He promised her puppies & icecream. When they were alone, she tore out his throat. No one grieved. #twitterfiction
— Joanne Harris (@Joannechocolat) November 28, 2012
A British Love Story: Man. Woman. Stuff. Tears. Cup of tea. #twitterfiction
— Alex Klaushofer (@alexklaushofer) November 28, 2012
Short and bitter-sweet.RT @alexklaushofer: A British Love Story: Man. Woman. Stuff. Tears. Cup of tea. #twitterfiction #twitterficcrit
— Guardian Books (@GuardianBooks) November 28, 2012
