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March 6 is a special anniversary for myself and Ms Reasons. Not too many people can say that they were already in love on the day they met their partner, but on March 6, 1999 I stepped off an interstate bus after a 57-hour journey, with everything I owned in two bags, and saw for the first time the woman I would spend the rest of my life with. It was a sweet ending to the romantic short story of how we met, and the first page of a romantic epic that now spans nine years, six houses, two continents, and four children, and may be about to enter its second act. I won’t tell you that story, because you won’t believe it.
(BTW, I know I’m a day late. I’m also a dollar short.)
Last year, I marked the anniversary on this blog with an open thread, where just-for-the-heck-of-it I invited readers to say hello, and where they’re from. Some 65 people responded (and hundreds didn’t, the slackers), letting me know I have readers from all over the US, Canada, Australia, and readers from the UK, France, Spain and even Libya and Mozambique. Logorrhea is truly a global phenomenon.
Let’s do it again this year. Whether you’re a regular reader or you’ve just found this site after searching for "bad sci-fi writing cliche", take a minute to leave a comment.
Some suggested topics:
If you commented on last years’ thread, now’s the time to gloat about how you were reading the blog before the New York Times told you to.
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I read this blog because Lee Battersby told me to. And I always do what Lee says. Mostly. Well, sometimes.
I read this blog because it helps me procrastinate from writing.
The worst book I ever read…geeze…I usually quit when they’re bad. The worst book I ever STARTED was a book called “Facade,” which someone told me they liked, but which I got less than three pages into before going “you have to be freaking kidding me.”
And I was reading this blog long, long before the NYT said anything. Long enough ago that I sent a note to Miss Snark about one of the demotivators. I can’t remember which one…possibly “slushpile.”
I got here yesterday.
Worst book I’ve read recently was Shadow of the Xel’naga by Gabriel Mesta, which is set in the Starcraft universe. I read it because it was set in the Starcraft universe. If you want full details on how and why it was so bad, you need only read the reviews of it on Amazon.com. To give some idea, though: they plagiarized huge chunks of the game’s strategy guide to write the climactic battle - and still got a lot of the details wrong.
The worst book I ever read the first half of was Stephen Jay Gould’s The Hedgehog, the Fox, and the Magister’s Pox. Gould’s short works are delightful; this book was over-indulgent, and the prose was impenetrable. The book–or its first half, at least–made the case that editors can be extremely valuable, and that sometimes they need to be. By the way, I read the book in Maryland, which is where I live, and I don’t read the New York Times. So there.
Tennessee here.
I’m a lifelong reader of fantasy and science fiction, so 95% of what I read has been pure crap. Trying to pick on over another is akin to choosing what horrible, disfiguring disease you want to die from.
The only thing I hate about this blog is that, deep down, gnawing at my ego, is the sneaking suspicion that you might perhaps maybe just be talking about me.
Then again, I’ve never been known to take a hint from anyone else, either.
The only thing I hate about this blog is that, deep down, gnawing at my ego, is the sneaking suspicion that you might perhaps maybe just be talking about me.
You just feel that way because your name is Lee.
The worst books I have ever read are invariably television tie-in novels, wherein the author has clearly never seen the show, has no idea what is going on, and has in fact never, it would seem, picked up a pen or touched a keyboard before in their life. But hey, how hard can it be to write one of those book things, anyway? And somebody already made everything up for you! What could possibly go wrong?
…I only ever bought one of these books. It didn’t live long.
Hello. I’m an Aussie living in the UK. I’ve been lurking around and reading your demotivators for some months now.. maybe even a year. Not sure.
You make me laugh.
From Belleville, Ontario, Canada. I came here from the “Writer Beware” blog about 6 months ago. Who reads the NYT anyway?
The worst books I’ve ever read were R.A. Salvatore’s Forgotten Realms tie-ins. I have nothing against the man’s (woman’s?) technical skills, however I could almost hear TSR (the D&D company) standing over his shoulder saying things like “Mention a spell from the Players Handbook(tm). Insert a superfluous scene containing the Vilstrak from the Monster Manual(tm), a creature uniquely unqualified to exist anywhere, including in a fictional universe. The story has to go this way because that’s how the published game module works. More monsters from the manual now.”
There are worse books out there, I know, but I never get very far through them. I read Salvatore’s work because there was something in there that was good and it was just barely worth the effort to read through the crap to get to it.
I’m annoyed by the egos of many other writers. Unpublished ones especially. “This is the best thing ever written. When you read this, you’re going to fall in love with the characters. I consciously went for a baroque mood. Did you catch the symbolism of the mouse?” 1) It may be the best thing you’ve ever written, but you have a lot of work to do yet before it stops sucking beyond all description. 2) I’m not going to fall in love with the characters. I’ve seen them before. A dozen times. On reruns of “The Love Boat.” 3) “Baroque mood?” You’ve opened your 200k word novel with fifteen pages of nothing but adjectives. Please die. 4) Unless you mean the mouse as a symbol for pest, vermin and plague, then you’ve failed. You, however , are an excellent example for all those things.
I write, yes. I suck, possibly. However, I don’t go around bragging about it and wondering why no-one recognizes my genius.
What I hate most about this site is that it’s not doing enough to squelch people who think it’d be cool to write a book. It’s not. When it’s done well, it’s not cool. It’s agonizing, akin to performing open heart surgery on yourself with a spoon. Without anasthetic. While immersed in iodine. Boiling iodine. If you can stop, do so before you attempt to inflict your cool on an unprepared reader. They’ll thank you. If you want to do something cool, go skydiving, or take up accupuncture with a nail gun. Write if you have to. Otherwise, go enjoy life.
I hope I haven’t been too subtle.
Buried in the redneck heart of upstate New York, I found you in November. Hello, my name is Kimberly, and I did NaNaWriMo. Yes, it was painful, and yes, I learned my lesson. The pretensions to literature have died, and I will not unleash my craptacluence on others. I will instead use all that paper to fuel my funeral pyre. And then you’ll all be sorry!
Whoops. I guess some pretensions are still intact.
“…and hundreds didn’t, the slackers”
And truth be told, I was one of them! In our defence, we were just taking your advice…
Ann & Victoria introduced me to your vitriol just a little over a year ago, and I’ve been delighted to bask in its glory ever since. I live in the belly of the beast – New York City itself! Though, technically, I live in Brooklyn. Well, one of the parts of Brooklyn that hasn’t been taken over by pretentious yuppies living off their parents trust funds and whining about injustice as they live in housing formerly occupied by a penniless immigrant construction worker who got kicked out so stupid yuppies could ive in it…
ANYWAY!
Worst book ever? Waking the Dead by John Eldridge. Half the book is nothing but quotes from Lord of the Rings or Chronicles of Narnia, what isn’t directly ripped from someone else is pedantic and shallow, the author has an understanding of the Bible that’s about on par with most American Evangelicals, which is to say, it’s pretty damn bad. It’s pop psychology mixed with a Medieval worldview and terrible prooftexting. Why did I read it, you may ask? Because an ex-girlfriend’s dad reccomended it to me…
I might come back and answer the next two questions if I’m bored at work later on.
Oh… let’s see. I’ve been reading this blog since it was first plugged in,
surprisePaul Riddell’s Esoteric Science Research Center LJ. That aside, I ignored it except for whenever a new demotivator was put up. But I can safely say, that I have been reading before anyone else told me it was cool and soul-killing to do so.Now… worst book I’ve read. I’ve got a couple of choices here. First, anything and everything by Tara K. Harper; some fantasy readers may recognize the author. Let it be known that the woman has absolutely no sense of “no one can see the schizophrenic pictures in your head but you, so it wouldn’t kill you to explain what you’re doing”. Also she has a hard-on for outdoorsy hiking crap, a la Survivorman, which is lame.
The only reason I read the first three of her “Wolfwalker” books is because I had the masochistic hope that it would get better… it didn’t.
What’s annoying that other writers (or more likely their editors) do, is they have no sense for scenery. Lots of books I’ve read lately read like a script, “he said” then “she said” then “they ran around a bit”. I bet they think they’re being edgy and cool by saying they’re letting the reader create the scene. I hate I’d make my own. Which is why I also NaNo every year, so there.
And the only thing I hate about 101 Reasons, is where are my 101 Reasons? How long have we only been up to 16 reasons now? Huh Sean, what’s the matter, you dragging this out so you can write more?
(No really, I do love the articles, keep writing ‘em, you cynical hypocrite. *wink*)
So I followed the trail of clickables to you just for the Lynn Viehl interview. I found myself staying simply because I found something more bitchy than my sister.
My sister and I are from St. Louis, the nicest town/city you can be in. Everyone smiles and says hello, even to strangers and …well.. you get the point. I need to drain myself from sugar overload somehow.
Alaska here.
I’m a regular reader, despite the fact that, like Lee, I have a sneaking suspicion you’re writing every post with me in mind. I don’t know how I found this blog - I must have blocked the memory as too horrible for my fragile ego.
Me, I’m not going to gloat (considering the trouble I’ve caused poor Sean), nor am I going to state where I’m from. Both of those are public record. I’m not even going to bring up the worst book I’ve ever read, because (a) we should be focusing on the few that are worth reading so that we can compost the rest, and (b) I’ll be either inundated with fanboyish nerking of “Well, I liked it” or requests for copies. I’ll be damned if I’m going to give Eye of Argon-level credit for a really bad novel, especially with wankers who want to claim that they’re reading it for “ironic” reasons instead of that they simply can’t recognize a really shitty novel for what it is.
In my case, I’ve even stopped contributing to the site, because I’m having so much more fun watching the publishing industry implode. When incompetently run bookstores and publishing lines are now looking for “angel investors” so they can continue to lose money while pretending to be doing God’s work, I know that it’s a matter of time before book and magazine publishing as we know it is going to collapse into a singularity of suckiness, and I’m going to be laughing my ass off the day the wreckage stops smoking. I had lots of practice when I was still writing, when the science fiction media magazine market fell down and went boom and the editor who shoved me out in favor of one of his friends suddenly asked me if I knew of any magazines that needed an editor.
I found you and linked your interview with Lyn Viehl a couple of days ago. Excellent.
At the risk of everyone telling me how freakin’ stupid I am, I hated A Confederacy of Dunces. Hated, Hated, Hated. Tossed it into the barbecue pit.
And, I’ve looked around your archives a little. It’s obvious you’re talking to everyone but me. ;D
The thing I hate most about 101 Reasons is that there are only 16 of them. It sounds like somebody’s list of ways to stop procrastinating that never got finished. If you ever get to Number 101 will YOU stop writing?
I do enjoy the site, though, and ordered the 2008 calendar which now hangs over my desk and helps me to keep writing - although I’m very likely the type for which your 16 reasons are intended. So, keep working on the remaining 85 reasons and maybe you’ll eventually get to me.
I was here last year during the open thread, but I’m one of the hundreds who didn’t comment because there were already so dang many comments by the time I got here. Figured you had enough already.
I love this site because I love laughing at myself, and it feels like you’re talking about ME every time. And I hate it, too, because it feels like you’re talking about ME every time.
Worst book I ever read? Psycho Cybernetics, a self help book on attitude. Only it put me to sleep, so I still have a crappy attitude.
I’m from Los Angeles, the city that couldn’t keep Dutton’s alive. Worst book I read as a pimply teen: Elric of Melnibone. There’s supposed to be an accent over that last e but I refuse to look for and type in the html to render it. How did I find the blog? Don’t remember but Miss Snark was still writing so it was a while ago. Why do I read you? Because I’m a masochist. Also, you’re funny.
I’m from Wisconsin and came here today from a link on Editorial Anonymous.
The worst book I’ve ever read…Pearl. It had a pretty cover but was full of adjectives and literary pretentiousness. I didn’t get past the second chapter. And then I forgot I still had it and owed the library money. Nothing worse than paying a library fine for a lousy book.
It’s too early in this relationship to say what I hate about the blog…but the design is not my favorite. I’m looking forward to using this site when I teach beginning college-age writers.
Hi from Youngstown,Oh. Been reading for about three Months Now.
Worst book I ever read? The F. Paul Wilson sequel to “The Keep.”
Loved “The Keep.” At the time it was written, Vampires and revisionist Vampires hadn’t yet been done to Undeath.
Then he waited ten years for a sequel and it blew. I ended up tearing up the book and throwing the pieces across the room when I got to the part where the cloned, souless good guy, after impregnating the anti-christ’s mother (doomed souls all) Accidentally disemboweled himself on the gates of his house, and his spouse accidentally throws away the papers proving he was a genetic experiment and the tabloid reporter accidentally discovers them. Sheesh.
I am the original Lee. Also Spartacus. And I was “reading this blog” when it was just you sitting at the other end of a couch, bitching…..
Worst book I ever read? ‘Haunted’ by Chuck Palahniuk. Because fuckers shouldn’t fall so far and still get in print.
What annoys me most about other writers? The competition.
What I hate most about this site? The humourless pisswads who don’t get the joke. Catch the fuck up, dimwits.
Oh, and Laura Goodin is a lying cow
I’m in Maryland. I found your site about a week ago.
The worst book I ever (started to) read was James Frey’s A Million Little Pieces. I hated this book not because it was billed as a memoir but was actually entirely made up. (As if I care about that.) The book was just BAD. It reads like the a third grader’s rambling story. Have you ever seen the word “and” used so often in one book? “I stood up and then I scratched my arm and then I walked to the door and then I opened it and then I wiped some sweat off my neck and then I opened the door and then I looked at the guy who stood there and then I thought about how I needed some crack and then…” Bleck! Also, there are these awesome little curvy lines that some writers use to denote speech. There’re called quotation marks.
Anyway, I love your site!
I’m hailing from Dubai, which sounds pretty cool. Until we schlep our way back to Baltimore in June. So I will make use of this celeb status (ha!)
Just started reading your blog. Loved the interview with Lynn V.!
Happy Anniversary!
Thanks for the chance to write about my favorite topic - me. (Whether you meant it that way or not.) Clicking in from Atlanta, GA, home of Dragon*Con - the biggest sci-fi wankfest in the world, and I would kill for a chance to be a guest. Gave up on novel and prose writing when I found out they were stupid enough to publish me. The challenge was gone. Now I write comics, um, I mean graphic novels. This time I’m smart enough to write my paid work under a pen name.
Found your site from a link to the cliches, I think from Warren Ellis’ defunct forum, The Engine. Possibly from its bastard child Panel and Pixel.
Worst “popular” novel I ever finished/plan to finish? Spook Country by William Gibson. Who am I kidding? I’ll never finish it. And to think I used to like his writing.
Most annoying thing about other writers? Hearing all the excuses for “the Man is keeping me down” when they’ve never tried hard enough to even get on His radar. Have they seen the crap that gets published? Thank you for not trying harder, I’m afraid you might succeed.
What do I hate about this site? The people who need it most are STILL the people who think it applies to them the least. Thanks for nothing.
Most annoying thing about other writers? They corner me and tell me about works-in-progress. I won’t want to read the finished project; don’t pester me with half-formed ideas.
I’m Heather, a 28 year old stay at home mom of one and due with #2 in exactly two weeks.
I’ll answer all three questions.
* the worst book you ever read (and why you read it)
One of Christine Feehan’s paranormal romances. I can’t remember the title. They’re all alike anyway. I read it because I heard someone say once that it’s stupid to refuse to read a given genre simply because it IS a given genre, and I’ve always hated romance… so I figured I’d give it a try.
I figured a NYT Bestselling paranormal romance would surely not be horrific.
I still hate romance, by the way.
* the thing that annoys you most about other writers
The fact that they’re convinced they’re the best writer in the world, even when they don’t even have the basic grammatical grasp of a monkey with a typewriter. And when you point out this fact, surely you’re wrong.
Besides, I’M the best writer in the world. They’re all deluded.
* what you hate most about this site
The fact that you’re a sorry bastard and won’t update more often.
Oh, and one other thing: An “interlude” from this blog is like taking a break from a nap/ There’s got to be something going on to have an interlude in it.
The worst book I ever read was as a child. It was part of an educational series. I lost track of what it was supposed to teach me, but I did learn how not to write a book.
The tale was about a child going to a land where everything was taken literally. You drew curtains by drawing a picture, and so forth. After many pages explaining the world in dull detail, it ended by saying the child did lots of other things in this land.
That story took the term ‘infodump’ to extreme. The entire story was just backstory, with one sentence at the end hinting at a plot in the future.
Meridian, Idaho
Found your site from Lynn Viehl’s blog.
I get annoyed by writers defending their work. I say the book blew a big one, and they jump to tell me what an ignoramus I am. How can I possibly understand their hard work, especially since it was printed by a big New York publisher.
Love the site!
I actually did find this site while hunting for bad cliches in fantasy.
It’s quite lovely.
Worst Book Ever: Harem, by some bitch. I didn’t finish it. But she went on to publish again, which gives hopes to the likes of me.
Worst Recent Book: The Belegiarad, or Briagarant, or something similar. Again, didn’t finish it. Typical peasant boy goes on quest to save the world, Volume #1 of the 3467554 sequals.
God, the memories invoked by typing the above makes me want to burn books and smack around publishers.
I’m currently buried in snow up here in Toronto, Canada. I’ve visited here semiregularly for the past year or two. I start every day with a chuckled at the 101 Reasons calendar.
Worst book is difficult because I stop reading when they don’t catch my interest. The most recent book to lose me was Cormac McCarthy’s The Road (or whatever the hell it was called). Now I LOVE apocalypse stories; I’m a huge sucker for them. Zombies, vampires, viruses, whatever, if the world is destroyed, I’m there! I even enjoyed Will Smith’s I Am Legend until the three quarter mark when it totally jumped the shark. But McCarthy’s book put me to sleep. I just couldn’t get past 20 or 30 pages. I can’t even remember how far I got, I just remember thinking, OMG I can’t read this! I’m now reading Day of the Triffids to cleanse my pallet.
I agree with Heather above, worst thing about the site: not updated often enough! We want more! Best thing about the site: the Demotivators. Love ‘em!
An excuse to ramble about my views? Yay!
I’m from Nowhere, Oregon and I visit this site regularly because it gives me the dose of cynicism that I crave.
The worst book I ever read had to be “Twilight” by Stephenie Meyer.
As for the thing I hate most about this site, it needs more content. Much more content. Essays, rants, flames! Bring it on!
CA! I KNOW you’re not writing about me! However, it is interesting to read your advice to other people
Sean, something’s gone terribly wrong. Note how many people are encouraging you to write more.
Hey, Morocco here. I’ve been reading this blog for a while, and stopped writing indeed. Then YOU ceased to post new items, so I wrote a short story. Was the worst thing I read in years.
The WORST book hands down is “Mona Lisa Awakening” by Sunny. Yes, just Sunny. And it’s a trilogy! And she has more books out! AND she’s won awards for her craptastic style!
Her husband is author Da Chen, which makes it very clear how she managed to get published, but the “how” of how she got on the bestsellers list is beyond me.
If you want to read a ridiculous story about a Mary Sue who’s half-moonperson and heals people through fucking them, please go ahead. But reserve it from the library. This woman doesn’t deserve a further cent from booksales. It actually makes me seethe with anger to think about it. And it really makes me wonder why so many novice authors moan about the diffuculties of getting their manuscript accepted, when there’s clearly so much shit out there for sale — and don’t give me any crap about “objective opinions” because this is different, this book is pure crap on every level.
From Arizona, if it matters.
I don’t really know or care I how found this blog/website, whatever and I doubt you really care either.
What does it matter what the worst book is I’ve read? I feel stupid for having read it; that’s adequate.
I don’t know any other writers. Or maybe I do. I wouldn’t know. Don’t ask me dumb questions like that.
What I hate most about this site is that you created it before I did. Jerk(s).
Reader of one year and some months, from Visalia Calif. USA.
the worst book you ever read (and why you read it): Any number of Star Wars novels. It would be impossible to pick just one of them. I read them because at 13 I was into some serious nerd stuff.
the thing that annoys you most about other writers: The guys who don’t write anything at all, then talk about ‘their vision.’ You know that guy. He’ll be bigger than sliced Jesus, just as soon as he gets off his lazy ass, whenever that will be. This is worse if said poser refers to self in the third person when talking about great ideas.
what you hate most about this site: It hasn’t discouraged enough people. The sooner people realize they cannot be as good as Kurt Vonnegut…the better.
I read this blog now and then because I’m humble.
I found my way here this evening through a link on a writing blog. Thanks for the laughs- I especially love the Demotivators.
I can give you another reason for not writing- Writer’s Ass. So far this year I have wriiten nearly 105,000 words, almost all pure crap (okay, I’ll admit there are maybe three paragraphs in there I think might just be okay) and I’ve gained 10lb in the process. At this rate, by the time I’ve “honed my craft” enough on practice novels to write anything halfway decent, I’ll be a candidate for Half-ton Hospital.
Worst book I’ve ever read- too many! The ones that most immediately come to mind are anything by Cecelia Ahern- I only read two but see no reason to believe they would get better, so I won’t make the mistake a third time. The most embarrassing thing to admit is that I actually stayed up all night with each of these two seriously bad books hoping they would somehow improve, and like the sad romance junkie I am, craving my “happy ever after” fix. The unintentionally funniest one was the epistolatary novel where this woman in her 40’s reads back through all the messages and letters she and her male “best friend” sent each other from age 6 or something. Now there are loads of text messages and IMs in there too- from the 1970’s and 80’s. Somehow I don’t think so, we sure didn’t have those in the version of the 1980’s that I lived through, and how did she keep copies of them to put in the box anyway. I don’t blame the writer so much as the editor. We’re meant to be deluded and blind to the myriad faults in our work, editors are not.
This site is definitely aimed at writers like me.
I’m not sure how long it is since I started reading this or how I got here though I have a feeling it was something to do with Miss Snark. I live in Aberdeen, Scotland.
* the worst book you ever read (and why you read it)
The DaVinci Code. I bought it second hand out of curiosity. I wondered if there was anything right with it. There wasn’t much.
* the thing that annoys you most about other writers
The whining of those that aren’t published yet, the laziness of some of those who have been published the the utter bullshit peddled by the likes of Dan Browne
* what you hate most about this site
I’m still writing (because I feel guilty when I don’t) but now I feel guilty when I do as well.
it’s a good thing i only discovered this site today. i would have wasted so much more time otherwise.
there’s so many candidates for worst book i’ve ever read. let’s assume, then, it’s a “classic” that’s supposed to be good. the hands-down winner is ethan frome, an overwritten, indulgent, silly book. ok, i happen to like edith wharton, and i had to read this in high school, so i probably wouldn’t think it’s so bad if i read it again.
what annoys me about other writers? that’s also easy: success.
see: time wasting comment above regarding what i hate most about this site.
Hello there, been reading this blog for a few month now. You got me hooked with the keyboard for writers entry.
Worst book is a hard one, cause ive read my share of horrible fanfiction. But as for published books, id have to say “The diary of Anne Frank”. Yes, its supposed to be a classic depicting the sufferings of jews during the 2nd world war, but its a DIARY OF A 13 YEAR OLD GIRL. Its full of whining and other things that never ever should be printed. The ending was actually the only shocking thing about it, abrupt and cold.
I’ve never read this blog until tonight, but had no clue the New York times deemed it smooth either. Bravo for you.
Ahhh. The worst book I ever read…..biography and fiction wise would had to of been “A paper life” by Tatum Oneal. During the first portion of the book I felt real compassion for her until about halfway through it became painfully obvious that she was a pathological liar and possible psycho hose beast. The poor dear is mental.
Fiction? There is nothing that strikes me specifically, but I can say I’ve tried to start reading Huck Finn for about ten years now and can never cross the first chapter. I’m doomed to never understand what the hell Twain was getting at and why this novel has been deemed a classic story.
That’s that. Nice to be aquainted with you. I don’t procrastinate on writing too much. I force myself to write a little everyday.
Greetings. I am from Houston, Texas by way of Columbus, Ohio. Talk about culture shock.
I found this site by following a series of links. I’ve never been to the NYT site….on purpose anyway.
The worst book I read was “Mind Fields” by Harlan Ellison. Yeah I know he’s a genius and all but I find it extremely difficult to get through anything he writes. I begin reading, then wake up 2 hours later thinking “what was that all about?”.
Oh, and whoever said James Frey’s novel sucked was dead on. I bought that piece of crap before Oprah called him out for being a liar, and found it to be filled with excellent typing but hardly any story.
What I hate about this site is that there are no dancing gerbils.
I’m from Suburbia, Maryland, and found your site about… oh, one and half, two years ago? Yeah. I’ve been lurking here all this time! *cue evil laughter*
Worst Book I Ever Read- well, that’s gonna be a toss-up between Eldest and the Twilight books. Yeah, all my classmates love ‘em… but… no. Totally predictable, cliched, and don’t even deserve a proper burning. Maybe give a copy or two to a small, vicious puppy.
What do I hate about this site… I don’t ‘hate’ anything, persay. Just maybe write- er, update more often!
* the worst book you ever read (and why you read it)
The Driver’s License Examination Study manual. What a load of #$% that was. Not a single paragraph instructing one on the fine art of running someone off the highway and shoving their cell phone up their sphincter!
* the thing that annoys you most about other writers
When they expel a moist, runny novel out their bunghole to satisfy a contractual obligation and expose it to an unsuspecting public.
* what you hate most about this site
I’m conflicted. On the one hand, all the crap spewed forth is spelled correctly and easy to read; I mean if the stated purpose is to STOP writing, the name should have been misspelled. It should have been 101 Raisons too Stop Riting, maybe that would have shamed a few gourdheads into trashing their word processor and going back to HALO, or at least running MSturd spell check before the POD press release. On the other hand, I wasted five minutes typing this drivel in response and that $isses me off. I’ll call it a draw and the site can go ahead and feel properly hated.