Magazine Dreams

In keeping with the encouragement and council offered by the recently convened Panel of Funny Bloggers in Search of Income, I made a trip the other day to Barnes and Noble to research magazines that would be honored to publish me.

My first thought was to seek out relatively highbrow magazines like Harpers, Adbusters, and anything by McSweeney’s, to provide me with credibility and income and generally make me feel more literary about myself. However, after perusing several of these fine publications, I quickly changed my mind.

Sure, the writers of these magazines threw around long and impressive words, wrapping themselves in languid layers of language. Sure they were able to bathe their ideas in pools of self-congratulatory prose. Yes, they had everything I ever wanted as a writer, and pay! But there was one hitch:

They actually researched their pieces.

On every page were quotes and statistics and countless other pieces of documentation, all apparently unfabricated. These people tossed around facts in much the same way that politicians issue disclaimers: frequently, thoroughly, and without much obvious effort.

Who knew that writing was so much work?

Stunned by this unexpected setback to my literary pretensions, there was only one direction left to go: back home for a therapeutic round of pouting and surfing of the internet.

Just as I was leaving the establishment, my hopes broken upon the news rack, I spied a publication just perfect to host my unlabored, unresearched, and basically uninformed attempts at literature:

Crappie Magazine.

Crappie

A more perfect fit for my meanderings could not be imagined… except of course, if the publishers focused less on fish and more on faux-intellectual humor.

However, I am positive that once I’m added to their roster of writers it will only be a matter of time until they are reviewing billboards, quoting Dr. Toboggans, and rewriting each others headlines until they can bludgeon a reader’s attention from across the room.

Be sure to save your money, you will want to subscribe.

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This post has been ruled 33% more crappie than the big fish at humor-blogs.com

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14 Comments »

Comment by Debbie
2007-09-10 09:18:16

I would actually suffer the humiliation of purchasing this lovely magazine if they hired you to write a weekly column.

The Ominous Crappie.

It could work…?…

 
Comment by rjlight
2007-09-10 14:18:46

I like “Crappie Comma” better.

 
Comment by Brent
2007-09-10 14:19:59

Sounds more like a plumbing enthusiast’s magazine, but anything for a byline these days.

Maybe I could write specialty pieces like “Improving your plunging technique” or “23 more advanced flushing strategies.”

I could even give out the Golden Floater Award for excellence in fecal reporting.

I could really warm to this assignment.

 
Comment by Debbie
2007-09-10 14:32:27

Holy crap, that’s funny. There is your religious edge.

 
Comment by Debbie
2007-09-10 14:43:07

(Still laughing hysterically at the Golden Floater Award)

 
Comment by Lynn
2007-09-10 16:28:48

I never knew crap was holy, but I don’t spend a great deal of time examining it.

 
Comment by People in the Sun
2007-09-10 19:14:17

That’s where Dan Brown got his first shot.

 
Comment by Angela
2007-09-10 22:14:48

Thanks for stopping by… just thought I would let you know that I only list people within my own personal communities on MyBlogLog if they have added me as a contact. Let me know if you have questions on how that works via MyBlogLog. Thanks!

 
Comment by Lord Likely
2007-09-11 13:08:41

I have it on good authority that that magazine is a load of crap.

 
Comment by the frogster
2007-09-11 13:25:53

I know, I know. But I thought of it before I read all of the other comments:

Your writing is too good for that crap.

 
2007-09-11 13:27:39

Thanks for the laugh.

That whole research thing does seem awfully cumbersome doesn’t it. crap.

 
Comment by Brent
2007-09-11 16:49:51

I have been looking for a writing niche and there seems to be a market for crap. Maybe this is my chance.

 
Comment by rjlight
2007-09-12 22:13:11

I can’t, I can’t stop –
these comments are all crap!

I’m sorry I had to say it…

 
Comment by rjlight
2007-09-12 22:14:41

Oh crap, that’s not even what I meant to say — I meant to say these comments all stink, crap, I messed up my poo-poo pun.

 
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