I almost hesitate to suggest anything at all by Guy N Smith in this thread.
Last time I said something less than enthusiastic about him I got flamed by a dozen fans. (Though I hasten to add NOT in these forums.)
He had a perfectly normal and highly respected Professor go from boring academic to murderous psychopath in the space of a few words, after finding something in The Wash (a coastal area of Norfolk in South East England, not a laundry.) Zero characterisation and zero literary qualities, and zero worth as far as I'm concerned. In his other life, I believe, Mr Smith is (was?) a goat farmer and grows his own tobacco, so I'm glad he's good at something.