Friday, September 01, 2006

You can't make this stuff up...

Sitting on the porch here, I tend to go through a lot of books. And I like a lot of genres including mystery, thrillers, historical fiction, and even the occasional beach book. So I was aghast when I read an e-mail sent by an author trying to drum up interest in her new book. Here is an actual line from the synopsis:

"In her side-bar search for a white man with money, she ends up getting sidetracked by a young college man suspected to be a thug in disguise."

*blink*

Doesn't this read like something from a "World's Worst Prose" contest? Ol' Billy Shakespeare just appeared in a puff of smoke and gave me such a smack for transcribing it. So thank goodness she's self-publishing. Or should I say, I'm not surprised she is.

- Farmer Ted

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