We made it! It’s the final week of this trainwreck of a year. To celebrate I’m going to talk about lots of books I read this year throughout the final days of 2020. First, I’m talking about the books that don’t deserve a second reading. Ever.
What were some of the worst reads for you this year?
I’ve decided to hold off on posting my Saturday Selects post until next Saturday.
This is a question I’ve often wondered of other readers. Have you ever found yourself throwing a book across the room? Perhaps one might do this upon finishing a book and finding the ending unsatisfactory. One might do this upon reading a book that is just terrible. One might do this because they hate books. Or one might do this in the heat of an argument. It could be anything.
I’ve never found myself flinging a book across the room. I’ve read some bad books. I’ve been unsatisfied by book endings. Heck, I’ve been in my share of heated arguments. But I just can’t see myself throwing a book. Wait, I might if a cockroach made its way under my door and came on the attack. Then I’d do anything. Ha! *insert blushing emoji*
But really, it just seems a little crazy to be doing something like that. Or maybe I’m the crazy one.
Have you ever found yourself throwing a book for any reason?
On this day in 2014 I published Saturday Selects: The perfection we all know as Jennifer Lawrence. This is still one of my favorite posts I’ve written on this blog.
PS: I think I’ll be sharing my guest posts all this week. Stay tuned.
Most book titles are pretty basic. Nothing too memorable. At least not to me. You remember them because of the story and not because of the title. Although some do serve as reminders of what the story was about if it’s been a long time since reading it. For instance, Halo: The Fall of Reach is about the fall of Reach. How easy to remember. And The Cleanup is about a cop who is thrust into action when a local girl he knows calls him for help and there’s a dead body. He has to clean up her mess. Easy. I read that years ago.
But not all titles are like that. Storm Runners. No earthly idea what it’s about, besides the fact that it probably has something to do with a meteorologist or something. A Cold Day in Paradise. No idea. Kisscut. Not a clue. I’m not saying that these are bad titles, but they just don’t set off any bells when I think of them.
I mean, I don’t expect to really remember minute details from every book I ever read. Obviously that’s not going to happen. But maybe these titles aren’t the greatest ever. Maybe.
Anyway, that’s not the point. When you read those titles you’re not immediately taken aback or pushed away from possibly reading the book. So they’re all fine. But some books just ask not to be read. Better yet, their authors force your hand. I know we all have our reading habits and tastes, but let’s be real for a minute. There is not an audience of tens of millions of people in America who want to be reading about incest. No, not a book in which there is some inappropriate sexual contact, I’m talking about books that are basically meant to glorify the practice. So I don’t have a specific title that is the worst I’ve ever come across. But any mention of one’s brother’s you-know-what in the title is about as bad as it gets for me. And then the authors of these books complain when Amazon or Barnes and Noble or Kobo force a title change if the book is to be sold online. What a damn joke. The stories and the authors.
What’s the worst book title you’ve ever come across?
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Okay guys, most of y’all know I don’t write posts just to bash particular authors for no reason. Don’t worry, I’m not going to start today. But let’s be real, we have all read some pretty bad books. I’m talking books that had no business ever being finished, but somehow we managed to push through and get to the last page. Those are the books I’m talking about.
I’ve decided that I’ll only consider books I’ve actually read all the way through when considering this question. I don’t have a long list to choose from. I used to always finish books once I started them. I just thought they deserved a chance. But then I started reading some pretty awful stories that I just couldn’t finish. So, without taking those stories into account I’d have to say my least favorite book I’ve read was…Hit Man by Lawrence Block. This was the first book I read by Block and I went in with high expectations, because who doesn’t want to read about an assassin? But it didn’t live up. The chapters were boring and Keller (the MC) gave you no reason to like him at all. Each chapter another person was killed by Keller. Think about that, someone killed every chapter. That’s just too many people. How is the reader supposed to learn about the assassination or who the victim is or anything at all besides the cause of death in such a short amount of time? I don’t know.
Also, my reasoning for choosing this book over a few others is that I can generally read just about any crime novel because I love the genre, but rarely do I start a new crime series and never continue. Oh well.
So tell me about the worst book you can remember reading. I’m quite curious to see your responses.