I bring my first attempt at a twitter-format novel (each chapter required to be 140 characters or less, including spaces) from psychopomp to here because I am happy with the way it unfolded in its telling of the tale of East meets West, because I want to see it in its book-like form rather than the inverse form that the blogging format requires, and because I want to share it with a wider audience.
chapter 1
Mountain trail. Sheer drop right. Cliff face left. Wind blasts, shrieking energy threatening footing. Nothing personal. But real.
chapter 2
Around hairpin. Out of wind. Safety. What!? Piercing luminous eyes matching his. No advance. No retreat. Heart thumping fear rage. Impasse.
chapter 3Nietzsche laughed. Ironic bitter joy. Was this his doppelganger, his death twin? His doom and salvation in one package. He moved in.
chapter 4
Japan opens doors. Tesshu leaps through. “Zen warrior relentless openness seeks Prussian intellectual fire.” Fair trade.
chapter 5
2 yamabushi clash. Mountain warriors. Highest peaks of awareness. Alpine thought sword, Fuji no-thought sword. Stand-off. Zanshin.
chapter 6
Thinking! rails Nietzsche. Not-thinking! thunders Tesshu. Swords locked they stand. 1 and 0 in eternal combat.
chapter 7USA. Two bulls. Dakota field. Horns locked, eyes bulging, foreheads bleeding, snot and drool, shit running down back legs. Relentless.
chapter 8No backing up. Sheer cliff face. No backing down. Sheer abyss drop. The two masters see no opening. No way to close.
chapter 9
Alpine clash. An eagle flies down, rests on their immovable X-crossed blades. Without-thinking!, it sighs. Flies away.
chapter 10
"Without-thinking!" the two cogno-warriors simul-shouted, tossing philosoph-swords into abyss. Laughing and pounding each other’s back.
the end
the end
chapter 1
Mountain trail. Sheer drop right. Cliff face left. Wind blasts, shrieking energy threatening footing. Nothing personal. But real.
chapter 2
Around hairpin. Out of wind. Safety. What!? Piercing luminous eyes matching his. No advance. No retreat. Heart thumping fear rage. Impasse.
chapter 3Nietzsche laughed. Ironic bitter joy. Was this his doppelganger, his death twin? His doom and salvation in one package. He moved in.
chapter 4
Japan opens doors. Tesshu leaps through. “Zen warrior relentless openness seeks Prussian intellectual fire.” Fair trade.
chapter 5
2 yamabushi clash. Mountain warriors. Highest peaks of awareness. Alpine thought sword, Fuji no-thought sword. Stand-off. Zanshin.
chapter 6
Thinking! rails Nietzsche. Not-thinking! thunders Tesshu. Swords locked they stand. 1 and 0 in eternal combat.
chapter 7USA. Two bulls. Dakota field. Horns locked, eyes bulging, foreheads bleeding, snot and drool, shit running down back legs. Relentless.
chapter 8No backing up. Sheer cliff face. No backing down. Sheer abyss drop. The two masters see no opening. No way to close.
chapter 9
Alpine clash. An eagle flies down, rests on their immovable X-crossed blades. Without-thinking!, it sighs. Flies away.
chapter 10
"Without-thinking!" the two cogno-warriors simul-shouted, tossing philosoph-swords into abyss. Laughing and pounding each other’s back.
the end
the end
I love this!
ReplyDeleteGeorge,
ReplyDeleteWithout much thought, I say: "This is the best novel I have ever read because it is so Novel.
I'm appreciative of your appreciation. I enjoyed writing it. Of course, like with any new venture, I had no idea if I could do it. The first chapter emerged and I had no idea where it would go, did not even know who the characters would be nor the plot. Each chapter emerged from the previous one, kind of like building a bridge out into space. Now I am heartened to write another one. Without thinking.
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