Am I being a bit harsh here? You be the judge!

Hi folks,

Frances and I decided to can the road show for this one, and I’m glad we did. We would have been chucked off the motor vehicle, and flung into the harbour, for using obscene language if we’d read this eBook to the Sydney Buses' passengers. We would have ended up in the courts; and I would have become the laughing stock of all my peers.

Sorry Eugene old boy, but you did your dash when you used the F word seven times in seven consecutive sentences. I'm not kidding you here people. Binx gets a sub-zero this time. He murdered what could have been a bit of light entertainment for me over the Easter weekend.

Binx needs to take a creative writing course. Then he’d learn that writers who repeat words, because they lack the skill to critically analyse their work, get the thumbs down from serious readers.

He'd also learn that profanity can never cover up bad writing. Trying to shock readers just doesn’t win brownie points; they expect more from authors. They expect quality writing, regardless of the genre. If Binx enrols in a good course, and works hard, he might eventually become a reasonably good author. He might even discover the richness of the English language and find a wealth of fantastic words to tell his stories with passion and style.

This You Tube video might help you Eugene: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hBpetDxIEMU

The Norman character might have been strong enough to pull the story together, and save it, but Binx’s limited vocabulary sent it to the sin bin.

When I selected Zen & The Art of Stand Up Comedy by Eugene Binx, I didn’t expect it to fall into the big L, literature league. But I did expect it to engage me and keep me on the hook.

I read the whole book because I’m a ‘finisher’; not a 'quitter'. Take my advice people, if you want a good read, give Zen a miss and spend your time on something worthwhile.

Tess of the D’Urbervilles is listed in the Globusz OZ showcase. Why don’t you give that a go?

Of course, it won’t give you a good laugh; you’ll probably cry your eyes out, at the end. But at least the tears will spring from your soul, not your spleen. And by that I mean, they won’t be tears of frustration because Binx wasted your precious time.

Happy reading, and cheers,

Lindsay.

PS this might be my last post. I might be excommunicated from the club. Should I just say good-bye to you all now, or beg forgiveness?

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