Piers Anthony was a guilty pleasure in my youth. Actually, I maintain Anthony is capable of writing 2-3 good novels per series; then they inevitably become repetitive drivel, and nowhere is this more apparent than the Xanth series. The first few books were light-hearted, fun fantasy, but eventually he started wanking off semi-annual installments for twelve-year-old girls, where half the book is just inserting puns his fans mailed in.