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Bringing you another eye-popping edition of Behind the Tweet, this installment looks behind the scenes at the crafting of my recent mind-spinning tweet:

Idea for a story #32: The Dancing Eisenhowers go undercover to break up a Swiss wig smuggling ring.

This concept has so many potential directions, it’s amazing it hasn’t been done before.  It’s a natural story to appeal to all the four main fiction reading quadrants: lovers of mystery, dancing, presidents and wacky schemes.  The tale would even lend itself to instant musical adaptation.

Imagine The Dancing Eisenhowers themselves as a four man crew (although a female Eisenhower could open up lots of interesting possibilities for gender-assumption interrogations).  There’s Jed, a veteran, seasoned Dancing Eisenhower, who’s danced through it all, relived the highlights of both administrations, and done the pas de deux with Nixon until he’s sore in the phalanges.  Then there’s Milt, the flashy, show biz Eisenhower – a standout glamour boy who shamelessly uses his status as a marquee-topping DE to score with the babes.  Then there’s Murl, the fish-out-of-water country boy, always having to disguise his dyed-in-the-cotton yokel vocal tones when the DEs do another round of New York City PR interviews.  And finally, there’s Tug, the young up-and-comer, barely old enough to pass for an Eisenhower, his head newly shaven and his attitude full of spit and polish and vim and vigor, but primed for a speedy disillusioning when the hard, footsore reality of long-term Eisenhower dancing sets in.

Just as this ill-assorted crew is coping with the latest strenuous demands placed on them by skinflint manager Barnes “Barney Boy” Q. Barnes, they’re drawn into the crazy machinations of The Hair Pin, a Geneva-based megalomaniac determined to get a corner on the world wig market.  To get the boys under his thumb, The Hair Pin kidnaps the Dancing Eisenhower’s occasional female guest dancer, America’s ‘first girl of tap dance’, Buttercup ‘Mamie’ Melchers.  Holding her hostage in a secure Swiss bank vault, the Hair Pin threatens to permanently wax Mamie’s scalp unless the boys do his nefarious bidding and use their all-too convenient baldness as a means of smuggling rare wigs out of the mansion of his archenemy, legendary hairpiece collector Baron Tonscha von Hansard.

After plenty of machinations, gyrations and bare-knuckle, bare-headed thrills, things wind up with an all-singing, all-dancing, all-Ikeing finale, as the boys reveal The Hair Pin as a crypto-fascist follicle fetishist and he’s hauled off to serve time in a Swiss cuckoo house.  Then it’s back on stage for a joyous chorus of ‘Eisenhower and How!’ before the curtain falls.

At least, that’s one variation of how this tweet could play out.  But then, there’s more than one way to dance an Eisenhower.

 

For more absurdity check out my short story collection ‘Space Command and the Planets of Doom’: http://amzn.to/atEZo9

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Behind The Tweet #3

 

This edition of Behind the Tweet takes you behind the scenes of my recent tweet:

Idea for a story #21 An avant-garde director stages West Side Story with rival zombie gangs, but Maria is attacked by a real flesh-eater.

Who hasn’t wanted to revive their favorite Broadway musical as a jazzed-up zombie gore-fest?  Now that zombies have been the rage for a while, musical theater is way behind the curve. 

 

This tweet was inspired by my work in sketching out West Side, Gory, my gut-ripping update on the beloved, but sadly monsterless, classic.

 

In my re-visioning of the all-too human original, the Debts, a gang of foreclosed-on, recession-pounded, homeless cast-offs, square off against the Shards, a shambling bunch of tenement-dwelling, drool-slinging, Devil-may-care zombies. 

 

The Debts try keeping up their spirits amid a mob of dead goons, dancing a manic number while knowing that one drop of contaminated zombie saliva will seal their fate. (‘Drool, drool, keep off the drool, boys’).  

 

When headstrong Tony ignores all the Debts taboos and falls for one of the living dead (‘I just met a corpse named Maria’), the zombie girls get excited that one of their own has finally met a living guy.  Maria excitedly dresses for her big date (‘I Feel Living…’) while her mangled, decayed friends imagine their new potential lives dating humans.  (‘Even dead girls get guys in America’.)

 

Tony takes a lot of flack when the Debts meet his new squeeze and they warn him severely. (‘Tonight, tonight.  There won’t be cross-breeding tonight’).  Tony runs off to join his true love and tries to find a new peace between men and zombies.  (‘There’s a crypt for us…’).  But matters descend to an all-out blood-spraying, body-part-slicing, munch-a-thon and Maria is left to lament her lost human love, although she’s fortunately able to salvage some of his body parts as keepsakes. (‘One Hand, One Heart’).

 

Production details are still in the works, pending financing.

 

To see this tweet and more in its natural environment, follow me @brianhenry63

Behind the Tweet #2

Ever since the first installment in my groundbreaking series Behind the Tweet, numerous followers have probably considered asking for a sequel.  And if it wouldn’t be a good idea to do a sequel, why did I call the first post Behind the Tweet #1?

 

So, in response to possible demand, I present another peek behind the curtain into the process behind some of my most amazing tweets.  This time, we’ll look at the following tweet:

 

Idea for story #15  Mocked as a child, Papaya Boy grows up to save America from a mutant coconut invasion.

 

The first hints of this tweet came into being with the simple image of Papaya Boy.  There are plenty of superheroes out there named after animals, insects and even pieces of camping equipment.  (Green Lantern!)  But what about superheroes inspired by fruit?

 

The young Papaya Boy would be one of those oddities in the schoolyard, playing by himself with his fruit action figures, carving heroic sculptures from unripe bananas and plotting his early efforts to defeat the malignant coconut mutants.

 

But after a fateful adolescent trip to Indonesia, where Papaya Boy is mentored in harnessing and channeling his Papaya powers by Tiki-Bono, the wizened Fruit Sage, and handily defeats the Palm Frond People, he returns to his hometown and shows the bullies just what shortsighted troglodytes they really were.

 

You can imagine his future adventures could bring him into repeated conflict with some of the great fruit villains in the universe.

 

So that is another astonishing peek behind the scenes at another amazing tweet.  To see this tweet and others of the same ilk follow me @brianhenry63

Behind the Tweet! #1

This blog post is the first is an amazing, groundbreaking series taking you behind the scenes to what goes on in the production of some of my favorite tweets.  After a great deal of consideration, I’ve decided to call the series ‘Behind the Tweet’!

 

The first tweet to be distinguished in this manner is my recent tweet of January 24:

 

Idea for story #10: Truman Capote Jr. gets a lifeguard job in Palm Beach where he saves three orphaned alligators from a hurricane.

 

As you’ll notice, this tweet in itself is part of a series.  Who doesn’t love series?  You, the innocent blog reader, are probably already waiting for ‘Idea for a story #11’!

 

This post came to me when I had the hilarious idea, ‘What if Truman Capote had an illegitimate bastard son who looked just like him – and could maybe be played by Mike Meyers in the movie version with a bald cap like Dr. Evil?’ 

 

The next step in the tweet production process was to imagine Truman Capote Jr. in an unusual situation fraught with dramatic potential.  So after a quick bout of research to insure that Palm Beach was located near the ocean, I came up with the idea of making TCJ a lifeguard.  

 

The final touch was the heart-wrenching addition of the cute, lovable alligators, who will probably be animated characters in the movie version.

 

I can already imagine future adventures for Truman Capote Jr., such as a visit to a biker bar and a stint in the Marines.  But that’s why they call it a series!

 

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