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2016-05-02 23:36:21 Post No. 7991820
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2016-05-02 23:36:21
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Gather 'round, children, and hear of the ultimate irl meme book, the most brazen act of self-promotion in literary history, and a genuinely mediocre novel.
It all started when an aging hippie made a fortune in the 90s internet boom and retired early. If he were anyone else, he would be on a yacht right now, enjoying the fruits of his labor. Instead, Rich Shapiro panicked, realizing he had become everything his younger hippie self hated. It was time to get his cred up, so he started writing. And writing and so on until he had birthed Wild Animus, a novel about an acid-head from the bay area who suffers from crippling delusions of being a wolf. Would a traditional publisher touch this? We may never know. It's entirely possible that Shapiro rejected The Man and decided to distribute Animus for free as an act of good will to the next generation.
In any event, the novel was distributed far and wide, by teams of paid college students and bums who left it in mailboxes, passed it out at marathons and left boxes of the novel in Ivy League dormitories.
I came across the book as a young middle-school lad in a resort/camp deep inside of Denali National Park in Alaska. Even though the prose hurt to read, I devoured the book, spurred on by my desire to read more about sex, drugs, and a lunatic trying to be a wolf. Was it left there by a guest, one of the seasonal workers at the camp, or did Shapiro personally make sure a copy made it to a location with such a connection to the book?
Has anybody else here encountered a copy of Animus? How did it come to you, and what did you think?
