"Real-life twits, nitwits, and misfits (TNMs) tend to annoy, antagonize, and
alienate anyone with whom they associate. They can't help it. But the
fictional oddball personalities featured in Twits, Nitwits, and Misfits
- the book - could never inflict real-life trauma on anyone. So they're safe,
and often even amusing, for the book's readers to hang out with page to page.
TNM's behavioral patterns and habits often overlap and interlace. Even the
author can't always distinguish twits from nitwits and misfits. That's because
twits often behave like nitwits. Then, with minimal practice and some coaxing,
they morph easily into lifelong societal misfits. The few average Joes depicted
in this book are, of course, readily recognizable as welcome company. As an
aside, the person who composed this book's foreword appears to be working at
cross-purposes with the book's author. Although usually (ostensibly) written to
tout a book's own merits, this foreword tends instead to tout and extensively
catalogue it's own writer's talent, experience, and accomplishments. But,
whatever the purpose, readers may believe this foreword could have been written
by one of the fictional twits, nitwits, or misfits (or perhaps even one of the
average Joes on a bad day) who populate the book itself. This book's 82
vignettes introduce a minihorde of dysfunctional or malfunctioning males and
females. Desperation, turmoil, strife, conflict, despair, and instability - but
thankfully, not yet pestilence - burden or perhaps even seem to overwhelm or
traumatize their lives. Included among the book's dozens of fictional,
difficult-to-cope-with characters are: Two sets of cross-dressing spouses... A
350-lb giant with chronic fatigue syndrome... Harry the Heister, who doubles as
a panhandling pickpocket and a pickpocketing panhandler... Eddie Rostovitch and
his very serious foot fetish... A horny goat-weed addict... The woman who wants
to stuff her dead husband... The Hindu guru who likes to watch his female clients
bathe... The profoundly deaf ornithologist and his beloved prattle birds... An
assassin who fears his wife more than he fears his pursuers... Reverend Owen J.
Underwood, the mysterious and ever-elusive cleric... The world's oldest
skipper... The fugitive who sought oblivion in Bolivia... Two Cretins who loathed
each other... AND the blockbuster life of a dynamic, well-educated Hollywood
movie producer/director. In writing this book, the author sought opportunities
to purge the make-believe scenarios, pure fantasies, and fleeting images that
have long dwelled in segments of his fully cooked psyche. That's where his
flights of fancy have floated untended and largely ignored for decades. He aimed
to create lighthearted, whimsical, and (when it seemed opportune) politically
incorrect narratives that would afford readers glimpses into the fictional
lives of oddball personalities mired in trying circumstances that could become
overwhelming. Readers of Twits, Nitwits, and Misfits can readily determine
whether the author realized his goals.
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