When Miss Grimly Gruesome sighed (“Oh Lobe. There’s a bad
smell in here again. Lobe? Lobe!”) we had been standing on her lawn for
forty-four years, still waiting to collect the library fines she owed and
probably wouldn’t pay tomorrow, or even tomorrow and tomorrow, while she
kept her squarish round frame in an enroached and ex-spired old Gothic
two-story-split, a nosesore among eyesores, hearing her complain to her
manservant....
If imitation is
the sincerest form of flattery, then Faulkner must be among the most sincerely
flattered writers of this or any century: a writer of prose distinctively
styled fashioned composed often with unusual or missing punctuation
capitalization wordforms (not to mention long expanses of language that
continue without sentence or paragraph breaks frequently parenthetically for
pages and pages one idea crashing into another forming a unique rhetorical
approach to ideas few writers have the ability or chutzpah to match), unusual
syntax also often found in his writing, etc., etc., etc...
Indeed, if
imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, then Faulkner must be well loved,
for since 1990, would-be Faulknerians have been imitating, parodying, and yes,
poking fun at the prose stylings of the great writer. The Annual Faux
Faulkner Contest attracts hundreds of entries from around the world,
each attempting to mimic the unmistakable style, themes, characters, or plots
from Faulkner’s works in a short-short story of up to 500 words. The winner
is announced each August at the Faulkner and
Yoknapatawpha Conference in Oxford.
Faux Faulkner may
have become institutionalized, after a fashion, in 1990, but parodies of
Faulkner date back much further—in fact, to a decade before Faulkner wrote The
Sound and the Fury. When Faulkner was enrolled as a special student
at the University of Mississippi during
the 1919-20 school year, he wrote a number of poems and short stories which
were published in The Mississippian, the student newspaper. Not long
after, parodies of his European-styled poems began to appear in the paper. The
most celebrated of these, no doubt, was a parody of Faulkner’s poem “Une
Ballade des Femmes Perdues”—attributed to a “Lord Greyson,” it was
entitled “Une Ballade d’une Vache Perdue” (“Song of a Lost Cow”). As
Joseph Blotner wrote in his biography
of Faulkner,
It described the heifer, Betsy, lost and
wandering far from home. In spite of an awkward refrain, it was much better
than [an earlier published parody], and the poet had enjoyed himself
describing the pastoral scene and Betsy’s “rounded curves” and “waving
tresses” as “she stood there nude....”
As Blotner notes, the parody must
have amused Faulkner himself, for more than fifteen years later, he would
himself take up the subject—in a parody of himself—in “Afternoon
of a Cow” (p. 82).
Over the years,
others have periodically parodied (and sometimes even published!) Faulkner’s
style. But it was in 1990, taking inspiration from the “late, lamented
Imitation Hemingway Competition sponsored by Harry’s Bar and American Grill,”
that Dean Faulkner Wells (Faulkner’s niece) instituted the Faux Faulkner
Contest. Sponsored by the Yoknapatawpha Press, American Way magzine,
and the Center for the Study of Southern Culture at Ole Miss, the inaugural
competition attracted 650 entries from 48 states and three continents.
Some of the
entries from the first two years of the Faux Faulkner contest have been
collected in The Best of Bad Faulkner, published by Harcourt Brace
Jovanovich in 1991. Included are such dubious titles as “As I Lay Dieting,”
“Inclusion in the Rust,” and “The Round and the Furry.” Also included
are a few Faulkner parodies from the past, such as Peter DeVries’ “Requiem
for a Noun, Or Intruder in the Dusk” and Faulkner’s “Afternoon
of a Cow” (attributed to Ernest V. Trueblood).
Beginning with the
1996 competition, a new (and especially appropriate, considering Faulkner’s
taste for bourbon) sponsor, Jack
Daniels, joined the Yoknapatawpha Press in sponsoring the Faux Faulkner
Contest.
To find out more
about the Faux Faulkner Contest and how to enter, visit the Faux
Faulkner Contest web page available from the Yoknapatawpha
Press
*
Actually, the quoted excerpt at the top of this page is
the first sentence from “A Rose for Hemingway” by Peter Stoicheff, the
winning entry from the 1995 Faux Faulkner contest.