Gripes, On Writing

I take it back

Ok. So about a week ago, I ranted about how bad a particular book I’m reading by a very popular publisher is. (There’s some faulty grammar in there somewhere. I just know it.) Anyway, this past weekend, while attending a business conference, I trudged through the story.

And I was wrong.

I wasn’t wrong about how bad the writing is. Sorry. Not gonna change my mind about that. I will, however, admit that I was wrong about the storyline. Oh. My. God. I was hooked. Absolutely hooked. I have friends who write and say "think of the worst possible thing that could happen to your character and make it happen". This author did. And then some.

Just when I thought it just could not possibly get any worse for the hero and heroine, it did. And then again. And then AGAIN. I smiled. I smirked. I laughed. I gasped!

The problem? This didn’t start happening until about chapter seventeen of a twenty-one chapter book.

Oh well.

There’s a lesson in there somewhere, but really — who’s wrong? Me, for thinking three-quarters of a way into the book as too far along to make me want to read more? The publisher, for giving this book away and expecting me to give it a chance because it is free? Or the author, for waiting until three-quarters of the way into the book to make me become interested?

You decide.