Or his editors, evidently......though I'm making an allowance for the possibility that it was Ooogabooga Dopey Artichokenose who was the editor, in which case failure to grasp the relatively simple concept of the plane of the ecliptic while editing a work of science-fiction involving space travel is sort of understandable.
I distinctly seem to remember it being mentioned that his editor was dyslexic or something along those lines. They really brought their A-Team for big fat earner some asshole from Milwaukee.
lmfao. i opened it up myself. this is on page 22, by the way. very early mistake to not be caught.
Hammerhead worms, which are planaria that can grow to be a foot long, can regenerate into a whole bunch of copies. They're invasive over a big chunk of the US and coat themselves in the same neurotoxin that pufferfish generate. You're not supposed to smash them because then you get lots more, you have to pretty much incinerate them.
"Hi, I'd like to ask about your insurance plans-"
It was good enough for JK "Terf Queen" Rowling. Though if she used all her new free time to argue with people on the internet and make template messages to spam at them, she probably wouldn't have gotten much writing done either.
Using a copy pasted reviews is fairly common, and not just for hacks, Terry Pratchett's soft covers, for example, frequently have the same review printed on them.
It's basic shill marketing... I question whether Max Gladstone, whose reviews alone dwarf fatboy's total sales, actually read either of those embarrassing examples of so-called science fiction.
I'm really just talking about her physiognomy
Did we hypothesize about why the whole "enjoy prison" thing became a staple comeback for him? I suspect that's him
I can understand the logical path you're taking here, but do remember this is Pigrick Tomlinson we're talking about here. His food and alcohol expenditures alone could comfortably support the families of several of his pepperoni ingredients for a year.
Not only is the description of this girl horribly creepy and kinda racist, it also doesn't make sense. This kid is part of a marginalized group of outcasts and lives in a dark, dank, neglected part of the ship that's being held together with spit and glue, yet she has a formfitting dress, perfect skin, only a little bit of dirt on her hands and knees, and somehow smells like apple blossoms. Realistically speaking, she should be as skinny and unhealthy-looking as the others given their diet of mushrooms and whatever they can score from the perverts who come down to buy their kids, covered in grease and dirt from crawling around in the bowels of the ship, and generally look and smell kinda gross and urchin-y. In other words, she should only look good to the kind of desperate chomo who would be sneaking into the guts of the ship to buy sex from a minor in the first place. Now, it's possible to argue that the Unbound would try to keep her and the other girls they're prostituting cleaner and better fed because they're more appealing to the johns that way, but even then I still doubt she'd look like the perfect little geisha doll Pat describes. He was very obviously thinking with his dick when he wrote this part and it's both gross and stupid.
Nobody needs this take since we have the superior version anyway
Any author that refers to their work as a “sub-genre” is a hack. Anyone who has to acronym the name of their sub-genre is a colossal faggot.
Mil-spec? I'm assuming this means speculative military? If so, what has Pat speculated in his novels that was actually decent and original?
I've only ever seen that term refer to "military specification," something made for military use. Maybe that's where all of pat's book sales go; to US military psych warfare groups.
that Japan and Korea would overcome their historical enmities for one another. it's not decent or mil-spec adjacent but it's probably the most original thing he's written.
