About

Finnotaur (aka Finn)

Primary Disorder: Hyperactive-Impulsive (The one who needs to get up and pace during a paragraph).

Finnotaur – or Finn, as he’s known to the exhausted pharmacists – is the pure, unadulterated energy source of the blog. If there’s a tangent to take, he’s already halfway down it. He views the literary world as a vast, dense forest where the point is not to follow the path, but to climb the tallest, wobbliest tree and see what snacks are visible in the distance.

Finn is primarily responsible for the blog’s spontaneous 1 AM posts, the sudden pivots from analyzing Ulysses’s structure to reviewing ergonomic desk chairs, and the deeply passionate, yet ultimately confusing, theories that result from reading the same sentence eighteen times. He has been known to write five separate notes about a single Joyceian footnote, only to misplace the original page.

His motto: “Wait, I just had a brilliant idea…what were we talking about?”

His goal: To identify the precise number of times a book mentions squirrels.

Pippilotta (aka Pips)

Primary disorder: Inattentive-Type (The one who reads three chapters and realizes she hasn’t absorbed a single word.)

Pippilotta is the poor soul who first suggested reading Finnegans Wake. A self-proclaimed literary masochist, Pips loves books that require complex spreadsheets, color-coded diagrams, a conspiracy wall, and external guides to survive the first page. Unfortunately, she rarely finishes the spreadsheets. She finds herself permanently trapped in the labyrinth of high-modernist prose, often looking up from the page convinced that time has somehow moved both forward and backward simultaneously.

Pips’s contribution is the illusion of organization. She meticulously prepares reading schedules, creates elaborate systems for note-taking, and buys all the requisite academic texts – all of which she promptly loses under a pile of half-read poetry anthologies and existential dread. She provides the foundational literary context, right up until her brain decides that the word “reverend” actually means “reverberating venison.” Then looks up hunting books to buy and hunting gear (even though she has never hunted and never will hunt).

Her motto: “I promise I’m listening. I’m just also mentally calculating the trajectory of that dust bunny.” (As Finn jumps in with a dustbuster to get the dustbunny).

Her goal: To finish the book before her prescription runs out.