I was tasked with reading the Twitter version of Jennifer Egan’s short story first. My final thoughts internalized towards the reading revolved around lack of connectivity. I could not hurdle the idea of reading each tweet individual of the next tweet. As if the short story, Black Box, was simply a stream of consciousness in tweet form. I found I was not able to engage myself as a reader while reading the Jennifer Egan’s short story in twitter form. I felt interrupted. I felt disconnected. I felt more emotion to each individual snap shot than to the entirety of the short story when reading Black Box in Twitter’s 140-character text box form. Maybe this was purposeful when crafted on Twitter?