Dinner, As Told On Twitter
by J.A. Pak
Tweet #1:
She sometimes ate her dinner standing up, in front of her living room window.
Tweet #2:
Across the street, in a window, a man was doing the same. The next evening too. And the next.
Tweet #3:
Soon tables appeared underneath the facing windows.
Tweet #4:
Sitting, they enjoyed the other's company, the evening rosy with candlelight and wine.
Tweet #5:
Then one Saturday morning, through the window, she saw boxes and movers.
Tweet #6:
The man was gone & the table was gone & dinner was once again that alone time between light and dark.
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Author's Note
A story I wrote on Twitter.
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I like the form.
Thanks, Steve!
I like the form, but the story is perfectly aligned with tweets and tweeters, you can actually feel it.
Good work. Not sure Twitter has any bearing on it, however.
Thanks, James and Gary!
Great form, JA - Good motion. Favorite moment:
"Soon tables appeared underneath the facing windows."
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I enjoy the few people I follow on Twitter that write such tiny gems. I will be looking for yours! This was filled with bittersweet longing. *
Thanks so much, Sam and Charlotte!
Neat piece! Enjoyed.
Kind of Rear Window (1954) meets Separate Tables (1958).
Bill, lol! Thanks so much.
The question is, does she start standing again? This is a great piece. *
Beate, that's a great question. Following the laws of inertia, I'd guess the table stays but will she sit or stand behind the table? Thanks for reading and the fave!