“Fake Girlfriends, Split Personalities & the Dangers of Not Taking Your Meds”
“In the literary sense, it is my book. I structured the book, I wrote a lot of the words and ensured that the jumping narratives flowed together smoothly and were always closely connected so as to be understood. However, Floren deserves the credit as far as the byline goes. It’s her story, a great deal of it is her life.
Obviously that collection, unedited would have been unmarketable and hardly readable. Not because it wasn’t interesting. More like, it was just too interesting. Too much for a reader to digest. Floren is mentally ill and possibly sociopathic. She may well have a psychological condition that doctors have not discovered yet. Not to be rude or anything, but any man who marries her would kill himself slowly–not even quickly. The woman is unbearable to be around for any length of time.
That said, I still found her interesting in that science lab gawking sort of way. So one of my assignments was to make this strange, impenetrable story written by a mad woman somewhat readable and understandable for a mainstream audience.
I don’t know if I meant it to evolve into this James Joyce-esque cataclysm of vitriol and parody, but the more the story pressed on, the more Floren’s insanity affected the narrative. She has no concept of time, even as a real person, so the book flows in this sort of surreal heavenly escapade…you know if heaven were fill of dildos. Er, don’t quote me on that. I think Floren’s psychotic view of life also influenced my writing, even down to the strange words in the book…which very often make no sense. It is an authentic book, if nothing else.
What I liked most about this creative challenge was the chance to write an anti chick-lit book. That is, a romantic comedy, but one that the destroys the values of a traditional romance novel. A horror story crashing a chick lit novel is what it amounted to.
It’s not a literary novel like Attempted Rapture or a mishmash adventure like The Evil Princess. It’s a troll book that tortures its audience and satirizes everything we hold sacred, from religion to psychiatry, to writing, to feminism, and of course Love. Basically an optimistic nihilist book.”
Floren Felvturn, a virginal nymphomaniac, has come forward to tell her unflattering and bizarre life story to author and editor Mitchell Warren. Floren details her court-ordered therapy sessions, recounts her lost friendships with complete psychos, and confesses a secret so horrifying it could set postmodern feminism back 1000 years.
Mitchell Warren was somehow able to take hundreds of hours of Floren’s insane rambling, traumatic memories, and manic delusions and develop them into a semi-coherent adults-only book with a message. The end result is a tragic parody about love, life and the secrets we hide all in the name of sanity.
Audience: Adults Only…Preferably people who like confusing, weird James Joyce-esque stuff.
Category: Comedy, Anti-Chick Lit, Parody, Experimental Novel
Cast: Floren Felvturn, Paula Brakken Retsmah, Dr. Pera Rateur, Dr. Less Lamron and a hamster
Warning: This book is strictly of the love-it or hate-it variety. It contains graphic language, horrific subject matter and scenes of perverse nihilism. Oh yeah and sex too.
Feeling rage because of the insolence of these characters? Why not have a laugh? Learn about Floren’s hyperreality, if you must, as well as L. M. Warren’s delusional confession years later. Or read the “Cry On Cue for Idiots” parody at our WRITER’S COMMENTARY site.
Or, if you’re in the mood for a book that actually makes sense and is about life and such, check out Attempted Rapture!