Title: My Endowed Contempt Knows No Bounds
Product review: At first, I thought it was interesting, if a little shlocky. (Let's see: four women, so one has to be brunette, one blonde, one a red head, and let's thow in someone Asian just to round it out. Cue the canned soft-porn music!)But by the end of the second chapter, I began to realize that I had something especially bad here. This man is, simply put, a bad writer. A really, really, bad writer. It doesn't matter if it's Fantasy, mystery, non-fiction, what have you: poor grammar, misused words, and plain miserable logic (the symmetry and simplicity of a 3-winged bird?) become nothing short of agonizing. I've read some low-class, derivative SF&F before, but this may well be the worst ever. Perhaps the worst book regardless of genre.I can't even say nice try, Newcomb, 'cause my endowed blood won't permit it.Geez!
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