The Great Purple Hoo-Ha by Philip H. Farber - advance MS copies now available

Yes, The Great Purple Hoo-Ha has finally arrived! Well, sort of…

That’s the title of my newly-completed novel: The Great Purple Hoo-Ha: A Comedy of Perception. I should say, it ended up as a novel, but began as a magick text. My original intent was to convey some Meta-Magick concepts through a series of teaching-tales – but as I got into it, the story took over and it became a full-blown novel. And a fun novel, at that. The magick is still there – consider it a comic novel that makes you think about magick.

This one is for adults only. If it were a movie, it would have a solid “R” rating for language and adult themes.

From a magicko-religious point of view I'd say "The Great Purple Hoo-Ha proves that 'changing Perception is the Great Work'." From a reader's perspective I'd say, "It's like Stranger in a Strange Land except much funnier and with hotter sex." From a friend's perspective I'd say, "Dude, you should buy this!" From a rival novelist's point of view, I'd say, "I wrote this under my pseudonym of Philip Holocene Farber."
-- Don Webb, author of Aleister Crowley: The Fire and the Force and Uncle Setnakt's Essential Guide to the Left Hand Path

As blatant propaganda, The Great Purple Hoo-Ha is funnier than Catholicism and slightly less disgusting than ads for colonic irrigation.
-- Rev. Ivan Stang, Church of the Subgenius

A surreal, submodalicious page turner that will have you leaping from the written words to your own life in a joyous celebration and an aching wish for your own Hoo-Ha. Pay no attention to time or space! Instead, join with Joe Shmoe... while you try to determine if you should laugh, cry, hope, or dream simultaneously, assured that the Great Purple Hoo-Ha is... a potential reality with unlimited potential.

-- Donald Michael Kraig, Author of Modern Magick and The Resurrection Murders

The tease:

We follow the exploits of Joe Maloney, aka Joe Schmoe, aka Joe, a mean-tempered and foul mouthed television talk show host. Joe's show is known for not-very-spontaneous nudity and violence, including one famous show in which a cameraman was attacked with - what was that? A giant pastry?

Joe has as a guest on the show, a woman who tearfully tells how her young daughter was kidnapped by a cult. The cult heralds the coming of a sort of eschaton that they refer to only as The Great Purple Hoo-Ha. It's ludicrous, but Joe thinks it makes good fodder for more investigation.

One evening, while attempting to drown his thoughts in a bottle of Old Mystery, Joe has a strange encounter with Atem, a person or something closely resembling a person, who may or may not actually exist. Atem does something to Joe, tweaks his neurology, and Joe finds that he is suddenly not only likable, but everyone he encounters - well, almost everyone - sees in him and hears from him only what they consider to be goodness and nobility. They see and hear this even if Joe is really and truly disgusting, hung-over, and surly.

Joe seeks to find Atem again and learn just what kind of technology could change him in this way, and figure out how to use it to improve his ratings. In the process Joe finds himself deep in the heart of The Great Purple Hoo-Ha where he meets the most disgusting rock star in the world, falls in love, hears rumors about talking food, explores the sex lives of spies, questions the very structure of reality -- and where he must figure out… well, just what the fuck a Hoo-Ha is anyway.

Look for the trade paperback, coming soon!

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