Ok, so this book, The Boy and the Peddler of Death was bad. My review says all I need to say about how bad it was. Harold’s Purple Crayon level of purple prose mixed with a juvenile sense of self-importance and puerile philosophy. Heck, I couldn’t even finish it and it was ONLY 107 pages!!
However, for it to have gotten into my “Surviving a Bad Book” series, it really needed to do something to step down from all the others. So let me tell you a story.
I was on GR at the time, probably my 3rd or 4th time and I was occasionally writing reviews for books that deserved what Goodreads would give them. This was one such book. Several months after I’d written my review, I found out that a young lady had written a review of it as well and been savaged by the author. Enough so that it appears he was kicked off of GR or at least had all his comments deleted. Good Times on Goodreads. The thing is, my review was way more confrontational than hers while she tried to be diplomatic. And yet she got the argument. That puts the author, Dylan Saccoccio square into my Scumbag sights. Picking on a girl because you are afraid of a guy? It makes me laugh and cry at the same time.
So there you have it, folks, another entry in the Surviving A Bad Book posts. Thankfully, these past 2 entries have both been on the lighthearted side. I’m going to try to keep things that way but there will be a couple of entries where things are just plain bad. I’ll try to give a shoutout for those right at the beginning though.