The Opening paragraph reads: “ The dasherber ran like a freigers. Horfwers stood and fuxxated. There were coitnty swredtz and koilpy brisheners all over just quopiry to the tuggerry all about the frrummlllop.”
Write your translation of the opening paragraph. What might the book be about.
You may include a bio of the author.
Why the novel is a best seller?
Olphy Penimmmoy smiled as he read the reviews and notes that were appearing in the newspapers.
“Brilliant!”
“A breath of fresh air.”
“Literary genius.”
“A new direction for fiction.”
Following this were questions:
“Is this a novel of discovery? Romance?”
“The mystery deepens who is Olphy Penimmmoy?”
Some publications had even written fake bios and one even dared to publish a purported interview.
At the end of his novel Olphy had written a dare, a challenge for anyone to decipher the code of the book, thereby revealing the secret behind the strange writing.
Such a challenge was producing a daily influx of writings from would be code breakers to see if they could hit on the mystery of the writing. But none were ever close and Olphy was happy that was the case as it only prolonged the life of his book as long as the mystery existed.
The most intriguing response of all was from Herbert Thomas of the Manor West Maitland who calculated a mathematical formula that bordered on a complete explanation to the meaning of life and his conclusion was not 42.
Olphy wrote to Mr Thomas to congratulate him on his endeavours and to inform him that he was not correct. Mr Thomas not to be deterred recalculated and came up with a number, which was 42, and which made Olphy think maybe Douglas Adams was right all those years ago.
The challenge wore on for many years, made Olphy a lot of money in sales but he never felt tempted to venture out of his house hidden away in Lamb’s Valley to the north to attend the many book signings he was invited too and later on the numerous conventions where people had developed their own “Frummmillop Dexlerty” language and some insisting the language had to be spoken with a decided Australian bogan twang to it. One school of thought even believed spoken that way it all made perfect sense.
Whilst all this was going on and Olphy’s income was soaring he worked away on his next novel a much more sedate and conservative tome about ……”Onretwer who saw tyuniy everyday rgoasfe and plimuy came to derytol..”
Olphy loved to write there was no doubt, some said he was a delusional half wit who was conning society with all the nonsense he had produced but others argued the ‘Book of Frummmillop Dexlerty” was a book of the times, a reflection of the sad state of society, a cry for change and introspection.
Olphy of course didn’t think of such things he loved the words he created and set his mind to his next sentence:” casdes fell upon his wertquers and ikklops quickly.”
Into his letterbox at that very moment was placed a letter in which was written the only explanation for the first paragraph that made any sense to him and that was obviously from a being with a far greater intelligence than his own.
Olphy sat back and stared in disbelief at the writing in front of him:
“The mill-keepers daughter ran like a woman possessed. Hernest the mill-keeper stood and ……”
Olphy scanned the remaining lines. He felt his heart sink as he read what the words meant. At the bottom was the name Lillian Woods, smiley face, wink, smiley face.
Olphy sat. His heart and mind in disbelief. How did she find me he asked himself?
Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2016/10/13/tale-weaver-87-making-sense-of-nonsense-the-best-seller/
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