I hate Steve Alten with the white-hot intensity of a thousand suns. Which is kind of interesting since I’ve never met the man and wouldn’t know him if I passed him on the street, but rest assured, if we ever are introduced I’m gonna clock the sumbitch.
Because he’s written a book titled MEG: Primal Waters, in which giant, prehistoric sharks eat people, including the cast of a reality show starring two teams of stunt performers who try to outdo each other while sailing the south Pacific in a reproduction of a Spanish galleon.
I was picked as the production editor. Which wouldn’t be too bad...if this friggin’ moron could punctuate, or spell the characters’ names consistently, or refrain from rewriting huge swatches of the book.
I can’t believe we’re publishing this crap as a hardcover.