We all know that every year on 16 June lovers of the richest novel of all time — James Joyce’s Ulysses — celebrate this literary milestone with Bloomsday. Live readings of the work pop up here & there around the world. But what would happen if that experience was shoehorned into the fractured new media that is Twitter? No, not a keyboarding marathon to type out the huge book like some chimpanzee (140 characters at a time) in the 24-hour timespan of the novel, but a recasting, if you will, of the reading experience within the confines of a day-long string of tweets from a global army of joyce-drenched tweeps.
Can you imagine such a thing? Would it be horrific? Or would it be beatific?
I think I know how it could be done.