…I’m almost done reading this awful Minecraft book series.

Minecraft is an extremely versatile universe. Somehow, the author of this series missed that and went for the most basic, literal, and painfully superficial path to tell a story.

Naturally my kids loved it and wanted to hear all of them at bedtime. Ugh.

Nothing even fucking happens in Book 2. The characters walk up to a mountain, find a crystal, then repeatedly run away from monsters for another 18 chapters. There are six books of this.

But we’re on the last one now, thankfully. I should write one just so I don’t lose my goddamn mind next time.