It's a matter of degree, and the level of need for brain candy as far as my customers are concerned. He's better than, say, those mysteries where the psychic Corgi and the neighbor's uber-dog-friendly cat corner the killer...

Frex, I've sold probably sixty Patterson books in a year and a half, yet Ackroyd's "Hawksmoor" languishes, awaiting someone who's willing to put up with his stunt-writing.