for I have sinned. Yesterday, in a moment of weakness, I visited my LCS on the way home from work, and yielded to temptation. Upon the urgings and the siren song of this 4-color, roughly 126-page mistress, I plunked down hard-earned money for a book so vile, so terrible, so utterly void of any redeeming value whatsoever, that the act itself is unspeakable. I know that true confession requires full disclosure, but this act was so heinous, so egregious, so dastardly, that I cannot in good conscience put a name to my great shame.
Yea, I have willingly walked through the valley of the shadow of hack writing, yet that's not even the worst of it. No, the worst part is, despite the plot holes, despite the bad dialogue, despite the mischaracterizations, despite the sloppy editing, and despite the sheer stupidity of the central premise...I think I actually enjoyed it.
God help me...
And though I can not divulge the name of this Godforsaken book I purchased, I know that some of you will be able to guess its identity. And I also know that there is one of you out there who will be more butthurt, confused, and disappointed than all the rest. To this congregant, I can only say I am sorry and ask forgiveness: the (red) devil made me do it.
Now I must go do penance for my transgression.