Grimlock ♥ Ultra Magnus

So this is a four page work, short poems and not that many of them cobbled together to create... I want say 'book' or 'art' but that feels so demeaning to both books and art.  Not because of length.   A talented writer -of  prose, non-fiction, or poetry - can do a lot with four pages.   I could gladly pay a dollar and not feel ripped off.  

This, though.   This.   Unedited - or least not edited well enough - combined with how boring, redundant, trite, redundant, out of character and just bad this was, and well... Nope, the impression I get is you could give this author 400 pages and they would just run around in circles like they did in four.   

I've mentioned that I don't particularly like people using fandoms to create something this unkempt and then charging for it.   I actually despise this practice.  It's not the length of the work that makes this feel like a scam so much as they used a franchise in the media now, made the poems just vague enough that it doesn't feel like it even hints at Joker or Harley and then puts it up with an image that evokes that fandom.   

No, thank you!   I 'bought' this book to see if something would finally live up to the fandom.   Sadly, it's just another person who doesn't want to put in the time or effort but simply wants to cash in on the fandom.  Not surprising, though. I figured I'd have a good laugh if it was as bad as I expected, but I didn't even get that.  I was rolling my eyes, instead, and ugh.   

Will I continue to both one-click and read these things?   Yes!   Because I care enough about fandom to do that and over half the times I can laugh at how bad it is.   (I'm probably going to reread my updates and laugh.  It's pretty bad.  No, seriously this is teen-wank level angst to boot.  Emo-teen-love poetry is always pretty hilarious because it's so overblown and trite and this delivers with gusto.)

But right now, I'm in shock at just how terrible this was.   I keep thinking 'oh, well, I've read that terribad Megatron's birthday story that escalates into the most weirdness ever and it can't possibly rival that much less outdo that story.   I keep getting proven wrong, though.  (And this is better than that story.  Not by a lot, but just a little.  I mean, given that is the lowest bar ever, but yay, you stepped over something buried a hundred feet in the ground, so good on you?)