Sunday, March 18, 2007

Worst. Science Fiction Book. Ever.

If the except is any indication, this author's book is a swamp of complicated run-on sentences and thousand-dollar words. I couldn't get passed the first sentence, but then kept reading out of sheer incredulity.
But if his stats are to be believed, he's cleared about $100k from this lousy thing by self-publishing. Just makes me want to heave.
However, it did give me great hope for my own attempts at storytelling. Whenever I feel like a worthless hack, I now have a place to go to massage my ego.
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