Bleg: Please read my novel!

A “bleg” is a cross between beg and blog, I’ve heard. In any case, I’m blegging you to read Bird’s Nest In Your Hair, appearing in serial form (usually one chapter at a time) every Friday, as you may have noticed. Maybe you started to follow it back in the fall, but you lost track. That’s okay! Don’t feel like you have to read every word! Read whatever comes up, and maybe that’ll spark some interest in going back to read some of the previous stuff. A lot of these paragraphs kind of stand on their own. Or so I like to think. Take this one:

A Mike Raffoni Morning was the name of his show, the seeds of which had been sown in spoofs he’d started in his standup days a dozen years before: some fairly competent goofing on Jerry Springer and Howard Stern (the former had always been a big hit; he’d developed voices for various guests in addition to the host himself – on his knees for a midget, bottom lip folded out for an imbecile), although in the end he found himself creating anew what he’d first intended to make fun of. Somewhat like the old story of the man who’d imitated a pig well enough to beat a real pig in a contest at the county fair. After realizing he could make a living just by imitating a pig, he then went around oinking and squealing at county fairs the rest of his life, and so became . . . the man who sounded like a pig.

Now I could go the humble route and hope for the best, but the fact of the matter is, I think that’s a pretty good paragraph. Maybe not the best, but it’s up there. Did you catch all that alliteration? There’s a run of S’s in seeds, sown, spoofs, started, standup, which hopefully suggests some of the slippery snakiness (a couple more!) of Raffoni’s character. Also, the guy’s name sounds a lot like the tool of his trade (microphone). How’s that for clever?! And I think his dilemma (mimicking something to satirize it, only to become that thing) is a dilemma for satirists everywhere. Hey, that’s another “S”! We are slippery, snakey bunch.

The story about the guy and the pig first appears (to my knowledge) in Apuleius’ Metamorphoses, sometimes known as The Golden Ass, one of only a few Roman novels still around. Hey, if you don’t like Bird’s Nest, you should read that one. There’s a conversion story there, too, albeit to the worship of Isis instead of the Church. Or the Satyricon, by Petronius – that one is even better. And if all the nudity in Bird’s Nest is offensive, well, I’m sorry. I’ll see what I can do about a teen version. Comments always welcome! If not on the site, email me at quinfinn@gmail.com. Okay, I’m done now. That was pretty shameless, I guess.

Have a great day.

Comments

  1. Rufus McCain says

    Here’s to a coming Quin Finnegan renaissance. (Or even just a naissance!)

  2. Matthew Lickona says

    What’s a novel? Alliteration? Is that like A literature? What are you, some kind of intellectual?

  3. Quin Finnegan says

    Well, I play one on this Blog. On a good day I think it’s “A” literature. On a bad day I think I should wear a big, bright purple “P” on my chest. It’s somewhere in between, I guess.

  4. Henri Young says

    God wears a big “G” on his sweatshirt.

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