Yipes. Carolyn Kellogg at the L. A. Times points to the paper’s review of Glenn Beck’s new novel, The Overton Window, which includes this excerpt from the book:

Something about this woman defied a traditional chick-at-a-glance inventory. Without a doubt all the goodies were in all the right places, but no mere scale of one to 10 was going to do the job this time. It was an entirely new experience for him. Though he’d been in her presence for less than a minute, her soul had locked itself onto his senses, far more than her substance had.

That makes Ayn Rand read like Walt Whitman. The promotional copy calls the novel “a ripped-from-the-headlines thriller,” though I think it only refers to the headlines on the crazy newspapers that spin around in Glenn Beck’s head.

One reviewer of the book on Amazon wrote, “I laughed, I cried, I sold it at Half Price Books in Houston and got $3.50 for it.” But my favorite comment about the novel came from novelist Alexander Chee. Beck has been saying that he calls his work “faction” — fiction based on fact. Chee wrote: “Dear Glenn Beck: ‘factional’ is already a word that doesn’t mean ‘fact-based fiction,’ but ‘related to a self-seeking contentious minority.’”