i love bad literature so much. i love when someone has the confidence to write a novel but none of the talent or skill to back it up. i cant get to sleep tonight so im finally diving into Ready Player One and it's like... actively painful. it's clumsy and awkward and completely up its own ass. but i'd be lying if i said i wasn't having a good time!!
and this isn't a "so bad it's good" thing either, this is slop. this is less than slop. i'm on chapter 4 and i already fucking hate it. i love how i hate it. it makes me feel like i could get back into writing because i know i can do better than this. Ernest Cline is a hack. i have so much to learn from him
