So I'm reading Under the Overtree, a horror novel by James A. Moore. His first book (2000) and not bad. There have been some killings in this small town, and in one scene the medical examiner is telling the sheriff that he's found some strange proteins associated with the remains. Ok, small-town medical examiner happens to find some weird protein. Bit of a stretch, but I'll go with it, particularly since the author gives a little back story and you find out the guy is supposed to be a good scientist and would-be researcher etc. Next, the sheriff asks the medical examiner what is so strange about the protein. The medical examiner and supposed gifted scientist says: "it doesn't seem to have any form of DNA configuration." Yes, I think, that's because it is a protein. Dumbass. Then, to top it off, when speculating on what it might be, the medical examiner/scientist says: "If I didn't know that kind of crap was for the birds, I'd think I was actually studying a physical example of ectoplasm....the stuff that supernatural entities are supposed to build their bodies from." Uh-huh. Ectoplasm. The stuff you've never seen before, and that until five minutes ago thought was a fictional substance from horror books and movies. The stuff that neither you nor anyone else has a sample of through which, by way of comparison, to decide that your strange protein is ectoplasm. Riiiight. "Hey Jim, check out this strange protein with no DNA in it. Must be ectoplasm." WTF? I'm tempted to throw the book in the trash, even though on the whole it is fairly decent. Any of the rest of you have examples of stupid and unnecessary things a writer does to just ruin a book, whether through skipping basic research or something else?