It must be said, though, that Bulwer-Lytton's The Last Days of Pompeii is actually quite good, if still a bit florid.
Shadow Zone: Revenge of the Computer Phantoms, a children's book that does everything wrong. It's a horror novel about a computer game coming to life and invading the real world. It gets many basic facts about computers and games wrong and portrays every aspect of computer nerd culture unrealistically. The plot was as stupid as you could possibly get. And yet, it can be enjoyed for its badness if you can get past the plot.
Let us not forget the great Scottish-Canadian poet James McIntyre, 1828-1906, best remembered for the timeless classic, "Ode on the Mammoth Cheese Weighing Over 7,000 Pounds."
That sounds so Vogon. Maybe a truly epic piece of cheese just does that to peoples' brains.
The total oeuvre of William Topaz McGonagall, perpetrator of the worst poetry in the English language - though his considerable popularity at the time suggests that both he and his contemporary audience were in on the joke.
Methinks I sense a bit of the Vogon in Mr. Marzials's genes...
Almost everything by Matthew Reilly. For example, take Temple. Professor goes to South America with American troops to find lost idol. The idol powers a weapon that will bring about The End of the World as We Know It. German commandos arrive and attack, but get killed by giant demon panthers. However, they were attempting to protect the idol from Nazi terrorists, who have stolen the aforementioned doomsday device. Professor saves idol but it happens to be a fake. It is revealed that the branches of the American military are secretly at war with one another, and the Navy and Army arrive and fight. They are then interrupted by more terrorists who also steal the idol. The book ends with professor falling out of a cargo plane in mid-air. While in a tank. And surviving due to a jetpack. It also has a scene where a giant panther fights a giant alligator.
Ice Station, also by Matthew Reilly's novels. In Ice Station, our brave hero falls into Antarctic waters and finds himself suddenly staring down the barrel of a French nuclear submarine. So what does he do? While still submerged, he manages to destroy the entire submarine from afar with his grappling gun, before climbing back out of the water unscathed and victorious.
Scarecrow, especially with its pointless chracter death is more of So Bad It's Horrible.
Hell Island features a team of US Marines fighting an army of mind-controlled, genetically engineered cyborg gorillas. With guns.
The first three books in the Meg series by Steve Alten. Shallow characters and laughing at the laws of reality and probability abound. Jonas Taylor does many things when defeating sharks and villains that are so unlikely and insane that they are Crazy Awesome.
The Reverend Lionel Fanthorpe, who wrote about 80% of Badger Books' sci-fi output under so many pseudonyms and with such a rush to churn out nonsense before the deadline that nowadays even he isn't sure which books were his. He was a master of deliberately writing So Bad, It's Good, since the Badger Books methodology made it difficult to write anything good good. He is associated with pages of blatant padding, plots based on barely disguised Shakespeare or chess games, more blatant padding, still more padding, a vague relationship to the cover picture, back cover synopsis and title he had been given (they never seemed related to each other), and yet more padding. Padding in large amounts! Unimaginable quantities of padding! (And so on...)
Nick Lowe: There the heroes were, stranded deep in an enemy sector of space, surrounded by an entire enemy fleet with the guns trained on them, when the maestro realized all of a sudden he had only one page left to finish the book. Quick as a flash, the captain barks out: "It's no use, men. We'll have to use the Flaz Gaz Heat Ray." "Not – not the Flaz Gaz Heat Ray!" So they open up this cupboard, and there's this weapon that just blasts the entire fleet into interstellar dust. One almighty zap and the thousand remaining loose ends are quietly incinerated.
In recent years, there's been a surge of twenty and thirty-somethings rereading their old Sweet Valley High books and mining them for all the camp glory they're worth.
This is the basis of The Eye of Argon's fame. This Conan the Barbarian style fantasy story is so horrendously written that it causes hysterical fits of laughter as your brain inevitably fails to reconcile the senseless drivel that constitutes this verbal abomination. Many gaming conventions hold "Eye of Argon" parties where players take turn reading it aloud, trying to see who can read it the longest while holding a straight face.
Ghost, better known as the "OH JOHN RINGO NO" book. It was written by John Ringo letting his Id run free in order to clear his head of the idea so he could get back to other works whose writing the idea was blocking. Much to his chagrin, a sample posted to the Baen's Bar forums resulted in an outpouring of support that demanded it be printed. Rule Of Cool fully applies.
English As She Is Spoke is a famously So Bad, It's Goodphrase book from the 19th century. It's what happens when you get a guy who knows nothing of English relying on two different language-to-language dictionaries to translate. Babelfish, before the Internet.
And Bella spends so much time dizzy or only partially conscious that it's hard not to wonder whether she was dropped on her head as a baby or just sniffed a lot of powder in Phoenix.
Browsing through herealone will confirm the 'significant portion' part.
Here is a summary of the first book by the same person who did the comic. It is Made of Win.
Totally proven by Dan Bergstein at Spark Notes. He blogged all four books, hilariously mocking every aspect from the characters to the plot holes. He also petitioned for jetpacking werewolves and sword stilts for Emmett so he can "stand and stab" at the same time. Read it.
These books were probably aimed at children, given the number of pictures and the painfully simplistic plots. Ten years later, though, they totally qualify for this trope.
Knight Moves, supposedly a romance, but in fact awful erotica. A woman accidentally ends up in the men's room of a Medieval Times-type restaurant, which somehow sends her to the Middle Ages. There, she screws her way through most of England before returning to Philadelphia for a hideously racist Your Momma rap contest with a street gang who speak nothing even resembling street speak. And if that's not enough, the sex scenes veer from IKEA Erotica to Purple Prose and back, violently. One of the more work-safe excerpts:
"And 'tis time for us to partake of Pleasure's fruit again, milady. My codpiece has desired your lady-softness all day long.".
Hilariously, the hero of the "Knight Moves" is named Lord Verdigris. Verdigris is the green stuff that forms on copper, brass or bronze when its been exposed to the air or seawater for too long (think Statue of Liberty).
There is a suggestion out there that Jamaica Layne is not a "her" but a "him", given the specifics of the writing. One might also speculate about the identities (or, as the case may be, identity) of the anonymice who pop up to defend her (or his) works without substantive rebuttals to the criticisms made by the review.
Magnus by Matthew Dickens: Purple prose galore, but quite entertaining with its comic-book concepts and awesome fight scenes.
The Xanth series was good in the beginning but has degenerated into So Bad It's Good. It was always meant to be light fantasy, but it got cheesier and cheesier as time went on. Fans got more input; and the amount of species, hybrids, and puns in Xanth increased.
Then there's his Jason Striker books which have not aged well. It's Bloodsport with a middle-aged Judo protagonist and, as usual for Piers Anthony, teenage love interests.
Dale Courtney's Moon People, a science fiction novel published via vanity press Xlibris, written in a way that makes one wonder whether the author has ever seen a novel. Just read the first four pages and imagine an entire novel written like this. Oh, and it has twosequels!
The Shadow God. Oh dear, The Shadow God. Everyone who's run a Google search for 'Worst book ever' has probably heard of this one, as this review justifiably appears on the internet several times. In short, the thing is so overloaded with side-splitting Narm and gratingly godawful prose that you just can't help but love the author for his delusions of talent. Seriously, whose day isn't made brighter by lines like, "It infiltrated his lungs, filling them with a kind of innovativeness he had never felt before"? Read a sample and beware of aneurysms.
Amanda McKittrick Ros. The Inklings (a literary group that included C. S. Lewis and J. R. R. Tolkien) would have competitions to see who could read her writing for the longest with a straight face. There's her prose:
"Speak! Irene! Wife! Woman! Do not sit in silence and allow the blood that now boils in my veins to ooze through cavities of unrestrained passion and trickle down to drench me with its crimson hue!"
And her poetry:
Holy Moses! Have a look!
Flesh decayed in every nook!
Some rare bits of brain lie here,
Mortal loads of beef and beer,
Some of whom are turned to dust,
Every one bids lost to lust;
Royal flesh so tinged with 'blue'
Undergoes the same as you.
Mark Twain himself declared one of her works, Irene Iddesleigh, "one of the greatest unintentionally hilarious novels of all time."
Llandor, a fantasy novel by Louise Laurance. Features technology-is-evil rants by the main characters, Meat-Eating Is Evil rants by the main characters, a Face Heel Turn by a technology-loving meat-eater (he came from our world and just couldn't give them up, the bastard), weird morals ("fat people should expect and accept being be bullied"). Thought hippie elves were created by Paolini? Wrong. Add a plot ripped from Lord of the Rings and Star Wars, and you've got one hell of an entertaining novel.
One of the oldest surviving examples is Felicia Hemans' Casabianca, which is surely the single most parodied poem of all time. The best-known parody (which is also quite an accurate synopsis) being Spike Milligan's Casabazonka:
The boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but he had fled — Twit.
Latawnya, the Naughty Horse, Learns To Say No To Drugs. Just plain hilarious. Very poorly written story of a horse who encounters other horses engaging in "drinking games" and "smoking games". The writing is not only bad, but repetitive. The illustrations are downright surreal - you just have to see the horse with a beer bottle in its mouth. Plus, this is probably the only children's book ever in which a horse actually ODs from marijuana! (Complete with illustration!)
The "about the author" is also hilarious, but probably shouldn't be.
The works of Harry Stephen Keeler are like this, with his nonsensical novels maintaining a cult following many decades later.
The Diamond Brothers books by Anthony Horowitz. Intentionally. It's obvious he had fun writing those...
The Maradonia Saga, a self-published book by teenage author Gloria Tesch, is in the running for the worst piece of fantasy literature to ever be offered for sale. Poor editing, terrible formatting, inexcusable grammar and punctuation errors, nonsensical characters and plot, plagiarism from the Bible, all of these things would ordinarily doom a book to So Bad Its Horrible status. But not in this case. Oh no, somehow it manages to go all the way around the scale again to hilarious! Be warned, though: trying to read this book will melt your brain. Please use protection and amusingcommentary to preserve your sanity. We don't want to be responsible for any mental damage.
Tutis Digital Publishing. Not the content of their publications (which are simply prints of public domain material), but theircovers, which are so strange and inept as to be almost dadaist. Of special note is the Dorothy and the Wizard in Oz cover, which for some reason depicts modern fighter jets flying over Mars.
The Adventures Of Archie Reynolds. Preteen boy goes about his everyday life, dealing with bullies, playing some harmless pranks with a girl, and getting into danger dealing with criminals. That sounds pretty fun, doesn't it? The problem is in the execution. The kids act very weird for kids that age. A girl cracks an egg over Archie's head and calls him an "egghead". (And she's 12?) The boys act like Girls Have Cooties or something, despite the fact that real boys and girls that age tend to be discovering each other. There's a lot of godawful repetitive writing. Sometimes the writing tells you something happens, then tells you why it happened, which even books written for younger kids don't do. All sorts of improbable things happen. It's hilarious.
