Pretty sure the first great twitter novel was MayorEmanuel.
He's right about the best bagel place in the city. The only flaw it had was that they were slightly too big -- if they were 4/5 the size, it would have been perfect.
Also, while this is a decently told story, it's both far too short and far too, I don't know, not fictional to be called any kind of novel, innit?
3: Not sure how it works, but graphic novels can be non-fictional, so maybe twitter novels can be too.
I read through it now and it's neither great nor a novel. Even putting aside the fact/fiction question, it's about the length of a short story. Nonetheless, an amusing read.
2: why is that such a common failing I the US, the too bigness of otherwise excellent baked goods? Throws off the inner crumb outer crust balance that is crucial to ultimate perfection. Is it the cheapness of raw ingredients combined with bigness for bigness' sake?
I guess viewing music journalism as a cushy, lucrative, corporate, but soul-crushing job sort of makes sense if you're a poet, but I wouldn't really say it applies to anyone else.
I found the Creed review he mentions and it's kinda meh, at least to my taste.
I had a "scone" this morning that turned out to be a giant, flat-ish piece of muffin, as if from that Seinfeld muffin-top episode that I can't remember if it ever became reality (except of course as counterfeit scones).
But the Creeders compose on the same principle as generations of queer rockers: lyrics coded so if you were skimming or repressed or something, you could hear them as all heteromantic, then file under love song, buy, listen, yearn, and move on.
This is the principal on which Whoopi Goldberg smuggled in a performance of "My Guy" in Sister Act, it now occurs to me, and it's basically a super old practice? The whole review is far too taken with itself. Spin was right not to publish it.
Old enough practice that nuns are called Brides of Christ, complete with wedding ring.
A common practice as well in Sufi poetry. It occurs to me that one of my favorite poems still sung in Sufi gatherings today in Morocco has a major transgender theme throughout. It starts something like:
Why do you search for Layla when she is inside you revealing herself?
Why do you think she is other than yourself when she is not anyone other than you?
There'd be a good paper in that if I still did that sort of thing.
it's basically a super old practice?
I actually took a class on this. I think basically all the major world religions have some famous examples of it.
The correct Song of Songs link:
https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Song%20of%20Songs%201
Damn, and I was hoping The Love Song of the Dark Lord would be an unpublished draft by Tolkien.