Everyone thinks he can write a book “if I had the time for it.” Must be the easiest thing in the world.
I once found a young readers’ novel that managed to commit just about every literary crime known to civilization. Here are just a few of the things the author did wrong.
I don’t remember whether this travesty was self-published or someone actually paid for the privilege of putting it into print. A book like this makes you suspect the printing press wasn’t such a good idea, after all.
Just for the record, I don’t believe teenagers are idiots and I don’t write down to them.