Unpopularity is a strange thing when it comes to media because there’s bad and then there’s bad that does well. It’s easy to point to the Twilight series as something of this nature but there are books that we love for all sorts of reasons that are very unpopular. I’m hard-pressed to call Twilight unpopular because of how well it did in the same way as Fifty Shades of Grey. So there’s certainly some leniency in asking the question based on your point of view of a book that you love that is considered unpopular.
For me, I became a huge fan during the late 80s and early 90s with the L. Ron Hubbard series Mission Earth. Yeah, the Dianetics guy and Scientology and all of that. I never ended up in that direction because it was never for me, but I had an absolute blast with this ten-volumes series that just piled insanity upon insanity. It was the kind of work where, being someone who has never done drugs or had alcohol in their life, felt that this is what the series was like reading. It was a rollercoaster ride of pure insanity, trippiness, sex, drugs, and more. And I loved every page of it even when it turned to a slog around the midway point. But a defined ten-volume series? I was in it to see it through to the end.
Concept: Earth does not exist. . . . Or so they want you to believe. Who are they? What do they want? And who do they think they are? They are the Voltarians of Voltar—an empire 110 planets strong.
They are already among us. And the invasion is about to begin . . . in a hundred years or so. Or is it? The truth is far more sinister. Undercover, underground and out of sight, the invaders plan what may in fact be a massive diversion. In the darkest recesses of Voltar’s Coordinated Information Apparatus (otherwise known as the CIA), a tyrant of terror sets out to exploit the invasion in order to seize power. All that stands in his way is a planet that doesn’t exist.
Discover a world where corporations rule and political corruption is rife. Where governments are driven by oil and controlled by drugs. Where global warming is getting hotter by the minute . . . and a scorching love affair could determine the fate of millions. Where a cosmic conspiracy is about to hit home and the intergalactic intrigue knows no bounds.
They call it Blito-P3. We call it Earth.
