The twenty-second volume of The Blah Story by Nigel Tomm was published in 2008. Nigel Tomm accurately continues his abstract novel The Blah Story. You don’t have to read all 22 volumes to get the idea. Read one. Browse others. It’s abstract literature. It’s so abstract and so blah.
Book statistics: The Blah Story, Volume 22 contains 646,422 words; 3,236,615 characters (with spaces); 812 pages.
Some trivia about The Blah Story: Volume 19 contains the world’s longest word, Volume 10 contains the second world’s longest word, Volumes 16, 17, 18 and 19 contains the world’s longest sentence, Volume 4 contains the second world’s longest sentence, Volume 8 contains the world’s longest poem, Volume 13 contains the world’s longest drama.
The cover of The Blah Story, Volume 22.
The back cover of The Blah Story, Volume 22.
Here’s an excerpt (the first page of The Blah Story, Volume 22):
Blah was the blah of the blah church. Blah also blah the blah church and blah blah, for which she received blah a blah from the blah of the blah blah. The blah were blah to blah in blah in return for their blah. Blah was a blah, blah set blah of dignified blah, with a blah, clean blah face that blah one of a blah. Her blah figure and blah made blah look blah a blah blah important blah in the blah rather than a blah. It was strange to blah her, so blah and blah, blah to the blah before the blah and, on one blah, after too blah a blah with the blah, remain on blah for three blah by blah of the head blah of the blah. Blah was more in blah with her figure than blah.
‘It’s a blah thing, there’s no blah it,’ blah thought, ‘and it would be a blah to blah it away, but it’s blah blah for me to blah it. Here’s a blah. To blah can I blah a blah of blah, or to what blah can I blah blah it?’
After long blah she blah of her blah friend, the blah blah, to blah she was blah for the blah of blah blah blah business.
‘Excellent,’ the blah decided, ‘it would be blah for blah as a blah to take blah from me, and it will be very blah for blah to blah her with blah. I will blah her the blah thing! Luckily she blah a blah and easy blah blah.’
Without further blah the blah put on blah blah and blah, took the blah and went off to blah.
‘How are you, blah,’ blah said, finding the blah at blah. ‘I’ve come to blah you, to blah blah you for your blah. You blah take blah so you must at least blah this blah here. See, my blah blah blah. The thing is blah.’
On seeing the blah the blah was moved to blah delight.
‘What a blah,’ blah chuckled. ‘Ah, blah take blah, to blah of blah imagining such a blah, the blah, blah and blah. Where blah you get blah of such a blah thing?’
After blah out blah blah the blah looked blah towards the blah and said: ‘Only blah must carry off blah blah present, my blah. I can’t blah it.’
‘Why?’ cried the blah blah, blah.
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This guy is a moron. A blah blah moron. He’s totally off his blah blah. For blah’s sake.
Seriously the guy’s a moron. This isn’t art. It isn’t literature. It’s lame. Does he really think he’s clever, or that people would actually want to sit down and waste their lives reading this tripe?