Challinor C S

Sometimes, I despair. Sometimes, I read a book that is just thoroughly bad. Unbelievably bad. As in, how-does-something-like-this-get-published? bad.  And moreover, how in the world does someone who writes this book get a contract to write seven more books after this one?   The book: Christmas is Murder, by C.S. Challinor (which I sure hope is a pen name because surely nobody would want to be known as the person who wrote Christmas is Murder). First: … [Read more...] about Some Books are Just Awful