Lookie how long its been!
Much like in real
life, when meeting friends that I haven't met for a loooong time and have no
clue about what's going on in their lives, I'll pretend that the hiatus never
happened and pick the threads right up without it being awkward at all (!)*
So there's this
Facebook thing called terribly tiny tales, which is a terribly interesting
concept. The premise is that stories should be "tweet sized", so presumably around 140 characters long, I think (not being the most prolific of twatters)
And if you've read
this blog earlier, I have dabbled in stories, but this seemed interesting. Just
how short can a story be to be effective? A thirukkural length story perhaps.
And the best part of
all this is that there's not much room to say anything, apart from the essentials.
But what I deem essential, with my opinions and my outlook, might not be
effective for everybody. Take this, for example, something to convey a couple's desperation to meet:
"They shared a
love for foie gras,
but met at
McDonalds."
"He met her at
McDonalds;
they ordered
the salad."
What would I expect
the story to convey? That they had a taste for the finer things in life, but
still met at McDonalds. This would necessarily imply that people who like foie
gras do not like McDonalds. Is that true? I couldn't possibly say. The second
example demands that people see the irony in going to McDonalds for a salad. Am
I just a bit rubbish at concision? Or generally rubbish?
If I had a 140
character limit, what'd that be like?
"Mangalyam
Tantunanena...", he mumbled, repeating after the vadhiyar, amidst the
cacophony, as he fingered the silver cross around his neck.
"Rombo chellama
irundhutta, she might be reluctant to awaken in the mornings. you should give
her some time..", he said, handing the keys over
"
Better, if only
marginally. Creates a context and all. Eh? But quite a lot longer than 140
characters.
Around here's where you're probably expecting a conclusion to this post. Unfortunately, I couldn't be bothered, so there's none. Life is stern and life is earnest and you can't always get what you want. I felt like a burrito today but couldn't have one.
Around here's where you're probably expecting a conclusion to this post. Unfortunately, I couldn't be bothered, so there's none. Life is stern and life is earnest and you can't always get what you want. I felt like a burrito today but couldn't have one.
* (!) is what the BBC marks
sarcasm in its subtitles. If its good enough for the beeb, its good enough for
me.
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