A quick purge of crappy sf/f paperbacks. To borderlands we go!
Okay, obviously that’s slander: many of these are not crappy at all, but I don’t expect to re-read them and I need the shelf space back.
…well, except for the Piers Anthony. Those are legitimately crap.
Oh, and “Preacher.” Every single last one of you who recommended that rancid shit to me is FIRED. Ahem.
(Yes, I’m still alive. Hi!)