Of books I’ve finished, The Da Vinci Code. It’s been a long time since I read it, so I can’t recall specifics but I do remember the moment to moments of the plot being contrived and stupid, and the writing to be bland and simplistic.
The only reason I read it was I was stuck somewhere without a book and I found a copy of The Da Vinci code that had fallen behind a shelf. I figured it was super popular so there must be something to it as I slogged through.
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I had to make a separate exclusive category on goodreads just to keep this piece of trash out of my read pile.
It’s called power vs force, it’s some dumpster fire pseudo-science that’s really just vague ramblings of nothing. Don’t read it. Seriously.
Ulysses by James Joyce
Couldn’t get past ten pages. I believe it’s popular so that stupid people can think themselves as smart. I doubt no one has actually read the whole thing
Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand.
Runes of the Earth by Stephen R. Donaldson. Couldn’t even finish it. Loved some of his earlier books, which I read when I was much younger. Not sure if he changed or if I did. But what I read of Runes was truly awful.
Not sure if he changed or if I did.
Typically it is you who has changed. Many things we remember fondly doesn’t hold up when we go back again.
A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius. Only book I’ve ever thrown across the room and used as a craft cutting board.
Catcher in the rye
Same. I thought it was so dumb
The Bible. So so boring.
Can you think of a greater blasphemy than to say that some junk written by mortals is the word of the absolute highest creator imaginable?
I know this is controversial, but I really hated ‘A Confederacy of Dunces’, the main character is just so annoying. I had a hard time finishing that one.
“Effi Briest” all the way.
“De Grote Zaal” by Jacoba van Velde. For school we had to read many books. In the earlier years this could be anything as long as it was Dutch, so translated versions of English books were fine. I could read stuff like Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, etc. However, at some point the requirements shifted, and we were only allowed to read Dutch (non-translated) works of literature. This shit single-handedly killed all my fun in reading. Dry books about old people or about the war.
“De Grote Zaal” is the one that I remember the most. It’s a short book, but it goes pretty much nowhere and doesn’t at all speak to the imagination of a teen guy. To me it represents the death of reading as a hobby. I’ve tried to pick up reading again, but it has since been replaced by other things and I just don’t make the time for it anymore.
