Remember Ralph Reed, shameless leader of '90s boy band “the Christian Coalition” and smooth-faced huckster for Casino Jesus? Your book reviewer doesn't spend anunhealthyamount of time thinking about Ralph Reed, but he occasionally wonders, “How does Ralph Reed spend his time when he’s not manufacturing rube hysteria and gobbling up Jack Abramoff lobbying fees to fund his large tacky house in the Atlanta suburbs? Really, what are his hobbies?” Book scientists can now confirm he “writes” novels. Who knew?!
I'm pretty sure my local Dollar Tree is clearing off a special place on the shelves in their "book section" even as we type.
Some stories just seem to write themselves. All Reed needed to contribute was his corny, awkward way of dealing with sexual situations, and his eye for fashion details. Oh yes, and making sure every h-e-double hockey sticks in the dialogue got converted to "heck." YOU CAN'T TRUST A GODLESS EDITOR TO DO IT.
Are Reed's chapters kept nice and short in length? If I go on readin' for too long in one spell, I gets all tuckered out. Heaven sakes, you gotta give us a place to stop, right?
I'm pretty sure my local Dollar Tree is clearing off a special place on the shelves in their "book section" even as we type.
Some stories just seem to write themselves. All Reed needed to contribute was his corny, awkward way of dealing with sexual situations, and his eye for fashion details. Oh yes, and making sure every h-e-double hockey sticks in the dialogue got converted to "heck." YOU CAN'T TRUST A GODLESS EDITOR TO DO IT.
It took heroic levels of intestinal fortitude to be sure.
Are Reed's chapters kept nice and short in length? If I go on readin' for too long in one spell, I gets all tuckered out. Heaven sakes, you gotta give us a place to stop, right?
And now we know who the toughest literature critic on teh wonkette is.