How does one tweet Ulysses, you ask? With brevity, love, and imagination. Part of the fun of this ‘Ulysses Meets Twitter 2011’ experiment is to see how different minds & souls wrestle with the daunting task of recasting 8-10 pages of the rich and free-flowing novel in just 4-6 tweets. For more details on how our Brave Cast of volunteer tweaders will tweet on June 16, see “The Master Plan 2.0” section of this blog.
Here’s a “Bloomsday Burst” of tweets I came up with for one of the early sections where Leopold Bloom is preparing breakfast for Molly Bloom. — Steve
► On the doorstep he felt in his hip pocket for the latchkey. Not there. He crossed to the bright side.
His eyelids sank quietly often as he walked in happy warmth. From the cellar grating floated up the flabby gush of porter. A cloud began to
cover the sun wholly slowly wholly. To smell the gentle smoke of tea, fume of the pan, sizzling butter. Be near her ample bedwarmed flesh.
Yes, yes. He took off the kettle and crushed the pan flat on the live coals. ◄
Note: In the spirit of James Joyce, all manner of typographical innovations are encouraged, hence the pointy black triangles at the beginning and end of this “Bloomsday Burst.”