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the jester

Wow. I think I’ve had my fill of James Patterson for a while. This book was supposedly written by him and some guy called Andrew Gross. I’ve read at least one other of his “co-authored” books and it wasn’t good, either. Here’s my theory–the name James Patterson sells books. So, I think someone at Warner Books thought, hey, we can get this other guy to sort of write in the style of James Patterson and we’ll say it’s a collaboration. We’ll sell millions of books and everyone will be rich and happy!

And, holy crap–I just wikipedia’ed the guy. Turns out I was right.