Why didn't anyone tell me?

Of course, I brought books with me on my trip. Two fourteen hour plane rides? Wouldn't you?

One of these books is a novel by Janet Asimov called Mind Transfer.


OMGWTFBBQ?


Why didn't anyone tell me that this woman couldn't write? And, when I say couldn't write, I am not kidding around. I have read the worst book ever and lived to tell about it. (will link to it as soon as paracoon reminds me of the title) This book is worse. I am telling you this having only read 20 pages of a 300 page novel. Let me give you a taste.

As the guards rushed at the robot, Bess stood in front of him. "As you can see, I'm pregnant, but I'm willing to fight."
The biggest guard tried to push her aside, and as she fought him, she fell. Uncertainly, the robot helped her to her feet. "Eliot," cried Bess, "you must give me the controller!"
[snip]
With an odd rattling sound in his throat, Jonathan Durant collapsed. Kneeling awkwardly beside him, Bess picked up the controller and gasped.
"You turned it off instantaneously! Jon's in a coma now. You tried to kill him, Eliot."
Eliot shrugged. "An accident."
Matt came to help Bess. "I think I can carry him with your help, Bess."
"No, you can't. He's much taller than you are and I can't help because that fall put me into labor."
[snip]

and

With arrogant hubris, he had accepted Nanca's opinion that he was good, but now he felt only old an fallible. He'd spent his life upholding humanness against the onslaught of technology. Was it too late to be good? And for whom?

I do plan to read the entire thing, if only for the humor value, but I plan to force paracoon to read it as well so that we can commiserate.

Here's a pretty reasonable review. Scroll to "Quite possibly the worst book ever written".