Wednesday, October 20, 2004


Well, disgust is too strong a word for it, but intense surprise and astonishment would certainly fit. What am I referring to? Well, I shall tell you: the number of books the James Patterson corporation appears to be publishing next year.

Firstly we have Honeymoon, to appear on February the 14th. Then we have some bizarre project called Maximum Ride: The Angel Experiment, which is billed as a sequel to his two previous books about flying youngsters, and is due in April. We also have another coming in the same month: The Lifeguard, officially co-authored with Andrew Gross (it's possible these are the same book listed under different, undecided titles, but I don't think so). Then, in June, the next entry in the awful "Women's Murder Club" series, 4th of July, is reportedly due. And that's neglecting to consider the obligatory Alex Cross we'll be treated to at the end of the year. So, what's that? At least five books next year? If it wasn't silly before, it's just plain ludicrous now. Someone put a stop to this madness!!!