Skunkville Saga Rumination

Unusual adventures & awkward situations & miscommunications seem to plague and/or delight an elderly couple who seem to know how to roll with the punches

The later lives of iconic residents in a nondescript American town. This blog novel currently has 2 MILLION words served up as 2,000 nail-biting quick-reading hard-laffing episodes, its 2,000,000 words more than ANY OTHER easily-obtainable novel. KIRKUS REVIEWS (see review on Kirkus site) compares SKUNKVILLE to the works of literary geniuses James Joyce, Thomas Pynchon, and John Barth. SKV Has attracted ~110,000 reader visits to date just on Delphi, plus an equally large number of additional readers on a diversity of other sites now no longer relied on by Skunkville.


Edna Brown, beloved wife of Walt Brown, these two the leading/central characters of this immense, finely decaled, terribly written, once purportedly 'funny ' (acc. to a couple of totally  drunken/stoned atypical Skunkville Riders, i.e., aka 'Readers') by a bookie review as an endless pointless enervating bogus 'clever as hacks frum a meat cleaver'endless-marathon that no reader could posse'bly read from beginning to rend, if an end ever benevolently were to be proven to exist .... 'A novel as small in entertainment and insight and interest as it large in pure, endless desert with parched lips and no water length.... A remarkably extreme exercise in lack of focus,  lack of commitment to the expectations of the reader: likely, basic easy page-turning & whirring, churning, hi-speed readability AND care to avoid addressing reader sensitivities including displaying patience (especially for bed-bound hospittle patients) and providing geuine thrills, surprises, warmth, perspective, understanding of an interesting  remote or obscure time or place hocus, pocus, drama, dogma, karma,continuity, regularity, sobriety,  realism, feeling, locus, relevance/meaning to the reader, and cohesiveness... As such, it may arguably in some obscure way mirror the pointlessness and unpredictability and wheelspinning and flat tires with no spare tire on board, and other frustrations and confusions of real life more accurattly than orofessionally executed engaging, compelling, suckcessf/pool gripping, uplifting, persuasive, clear-message regular novels.  

In the case of this BLAHHGGGHHGGurk about Skunkville some readers have emotionally raved : 'A stinker from 1st page to 100,000,000' .... 'the reading of which felt like-it (AND DIDT!!! take) took years off my life.... for not a single positive or even neutral reason....A disasterous run-in for a poor soul with my good-faith & patience commitment to always COMPLETE WHATEVER I BEGIN...This book attracts younger readers with its flip attitude and its amusement with goofy elderly people....the elderly readers with its elderly characters and premise that strings them along on a rocky, impossible to grippe 'story' which is better described as a rambling, filled with holes (no explanations, characters who die than reappear (younger and stronger, perhaps even as newborned 9infants with IQ 200) implausible,  meandering of an older couples' lives (if it can be said to actually have any premise or point to it) other than to make itself as unpleasant messcarry on  long as it possibly can...SO I WOOD,,,, NO -- WOULD WOODENLY (unyieldingkly)  ADVIZE READERS TO THROW SKUNKVILLE  IN THE DUST BIN (or oblivion with one click for our hipper hopper-reading OLDSTERS, OUR NATIONAL TREASURE OF WIZZDUM,  ASAP and read a real book like WHEN LASSIE COME HOME....CAME HOME... AND WUZ MISS...IDENTALFIED AS THE MISSING COLLIE 'LAStKY'AND ASSIGNED HIS JOB PATROLLING THE GRAVEYARD DAY & KNIGHT TO KEEP THE BOL WEEVILS OUT OF THE GRAVES  ', '

Easy Does it -- But Doodle It' Book of Doodling', or ' A Fool's April Surpirse' or even the intriguing 'Last Year in Marienbad  WUZbad' by as I recall avant guarde but at times overly violent/demented by French author Alain Robbe-Grillet, or any of Hemingway's ' earnest novels or Faulkner's southern epistols'...

are not sitting on their living room couch in rundown Skunkville Ohio (rated USA's Worst Smelling City or Town) intently watching the test pattern on the television that features a rugged, muscular Indian Chief as the somber background for the unchanging test pattern, one chief commenting:  'These portable Johnnies & Jills cum latelies whom accidentally floated onto our Great Land and then used their firesticks & other gimmicks and tricks and lies to take from us the land on which we lived so fruitfully for so long...Having stolen our land and turned the once-noble Indian tribes into slaves to do the whiteman's dangerous dirty work....becoming via White Man's booze helpless drunkards with their accursed firewater (lets all BOO for BOOZE) that their bodies & brains cannot process like a white person is able to leading many Amerindians  to ever-so-sadly becoming insane, feverish, violent addicts    
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