I think the only thing standing between you and Gaimanesque sales numbers in that case would be the difficulty in stretching the action out long enough to fill a paragraph. Folks don't buy books they can finish before they get to the cash register.

Jar Jar raised his lightsaber. "Meesa no want to fi---"

"I'm sorry, were you saying something?" asked Talia as Jar Jar's head rolled past her feet.

I mean, that's not even a drabble!