On the way into work I started reading Street of Crocodiles by Bruno Schulz and it both inspired and depressed. The tragic part was his death, at the hands of an SS officer during the war after Schulz had left the ghetto to visit another part of his Polish town.
The inspiration came from the way he started to write, which was ain a series of letters to a friend. It makes you wonder if the modern equivalent could be blogging with a story developing online over a series of weeks and months. No doubt the blogger writers are already out there making sure that sort of modern equivalent takes place.