This is the third of, at this point, five collections of entries to the annual Bulwer-Lytton Fiction contest, a contest in which the goal is to write the worst possible opening sentence to the worst of all possible novels.
Like all of the others of its kind, this book is tremendously enjoyable for those who find amusement in the intentional lampooning of bad writing. I must say that I found it the least amusing of the lot, but that still leaves it a marvellously funny romp. Well worth the effort of tracking down a copy.