<div style="margin: 12px 0px; font-family: arial; color: #333333; background: #ffffff; border: solid 4px #e5e5e5; width: 100%; clear: left;"><div class="CM_CTB_Content_Wrap" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;background-color: #ffffff;"><div style="border-bottom: solid 1px #dcdcdc; white-space: nowrap; margin-bottom: 8px; background-color: #eeeeee ;background-image: url(http://clipmarks.com/images/source-bg.gif); background-repeat: repeat-x; height: 24px; line-height: 24px; vertical-align: middle; padding-bottom: 4px; color: #666666; font-size: 10px;" ><a href="http://clipmarks.com/clip-to-blog/" title="see clips that are hot right now"><img src="http://content.clipmarks.com/blog_embed/cd50e110-912f-48f5-9a41-e951bf1d7a9a/C875F268-45A2-4A2D-8F94-D07B14FB5DB8/" alt="" width="19" height="19" border="0" style="vertical-align: middle; margin: 0px 4px; display: inline; border: none; float:none;" /></a>clipped from <a title="http://www.orbitbooks.net/2009/01/27/twitter-fiction/" href="http://www.orbitbooks.net/2009/01/27/twitter-fiction/" style="font-size: 11px;">www.orbitbooks.net</a></div><blockquote style="text-align: left; padding: 0px 8px; margin: 4px 0px 8px 0px; background: transparent; border: none;" cite="http://www.orbitbooks.net/2009/01/27/twitter-fiction/"><div align="center"><img src="http://content9.clipmarks.com/blog_cache/www.orbitbooks.net/img/903A92E8-7370-4785-A697-B0D49C69387F" alt="" /></div></blockquote><div style="height: 2px; font-size: 2px; background: #dcdcdc; border-bottom: solid 1px #f5f5f5; margin: 2px 4px;"></div><blockquote style="text-align: left; padding: 0px 8px; margin: 4px 0px 8px 0px; background: transparent; border: none;" cite="http://www.orbitbooks.net/2009/01/27/twitter-fiction/">Jeff Somers — author of <EM>The Electric Church</EM>, <EM>The Digital Plague</EM>, and the forthcoming <EM>The Eternal Prison</EM> — is tweeting a short story, a few lines at a time. </blockquote><div style="height: 2px; font-size: 2px; background: #dcdcdc; border-bottom: solid 1px #f5f5f5; margin: 2px 4px;"></div><blockquote style="text-align: left; padding: 0px 8px; margin: 4px 0px 8px 0px; background: transparent; border: none;" cite="http://www.orbitbooks.net/2009/01/27/twitter-fiction/">the sense of vastness that the open, undeveloped property conveyed—he felt unreal, as if it was all put there just for him to contemplate. <A href="http://twitter.com/Somers_Story/status/1149510724" linkindex="12"><EM>9:00 AM yesterday from web </EM></A></blockquote><div style="height: 2px; font-size: 2px; background: #dcdcdc; border-bottom: solid 1px #f5f5f5; margin: 2px 4px;"></div><blockquote style="text-align: left; padding: 0px 8px; margin: 4px 0px 8px 0px; background: transparent; border: none;" cite="http://www.orbitbooks.net/2009/01/27/twitter-fiction/"><P>With the soft rustling of the grass swaying in the wind and the shadowed, shifting mass of the tree line in the distance— <A href="http://twitter.com/Somers_Story/status/1149509555" linkindex="13"><EM>9:00 AM yesterday from web</EM> </A></P></blockquote><div style="height: 2px; font-size: 2px; background: #dcdcdc; border-bottom: solid 1px #f5f5f5; margin: 2px 4px;"></div><blockquote style="text-align: left; padding: 0px 8px; margin: 4px 0px 8px 0px; background: transparent; border: none;" cite="http://www.orbitbooks.net/2009/01/27/twitter-fiction/"><P>The sky was a peculiar shade of dark, dark purple, making it seem like the universe beyond was on fire, being consumed. <A href="http://twitter.com/Somers_Story/status/1149508797" linkindex="14"><EM>9:00 AM yesterday from web </EM></A></P></blockquote><div style="height: 2px; font-size: 2px; background: #dcdcdc; border-bottom: solid 1px #f5f5f5; margin: 2px 4px;"></div><blockquote style="text-align: left; padding: 0px 8px; margin: 4px 0px 8px 0px; background: transparent; border: none;" cite="http://www.orbitbooks.net/2009/01/27/twitter-fiction/"><P>Henry stood on his back porch with a cup of after-dinner coffee and shivered in the cool twilight air. <A href="http://twitter.com/Somers_Story/status/1149507901" linkindex="15" set="yes"><EM>9:00 AM yesterday from web </EM></A></P></blockquote><div style="height: 2px; font-size: 2px; background: #dcdcdc; border-bottom: solid 1px #f5f5f5; margin: 2px 4px;"></div><blockquote style="text-align: left; padding: 0px 8px; margin: 4px 0px 8px 0px; background: transparent; border: none;" cite="http://www.orbitbooks.net/2009/01/27/twitter-fiction/"><P>The Black Boxes, by Jeff Somers <A href="http://twitter.com/Somers_Story/status/1149507324" linkindex="16"><EM>8:59 AM yesterday from web</EM></A> </P></blockquote><div style="height: 2px; font-size: 2px; background: #dcdcdc; border-bottom: solid 1px #f5f5f5; margin: 2px 4px;"></div><blockquote style="text-align: left; padding: 0px 8px; margin: 4px 0px 8px 0px; background: transparent; border: none;" cite="http://www.orbitbooks.net/2009/01/27/twitter-fiction/"><P>Follow him at <A href="http://www.twitter.com/somers_story" linkindex="17">www.twitter.com/somers_story</A></P></blockquote></div><div style="margin: 0px 6px 6px 4px;"><table style="font-size: 11px;border-spacing: 0px;padding: 0px;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"><tr><td style="background:transparent;border-width:0px;padding:0px;">&nbsp;</td><td align="right" style="background:transparent;border-width:0px;padding:0px;width:107px" width="107"><a href="http://clipmarks.com/share/C875F268-45A2-4A2D-8F94-D07B14FB5DB8/blog/" title="blog or email this clip"><img src="http://content8.clipmarks.com/images/c2b-foot.png" border="0" alt="blog it" width="107" height="17" style="border-width:0px;padding:0px;margin:0px;" /></a></td></tr></table></div></div>

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