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What is the worst book you've ever read? Not disappointing, but clearly just bad?

And did you finish it? Why or why not?
Did you throw it across the room and say "damn it! why did this book even get published?!?"

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  • Hotdog_small
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    Sandworms of Dune. I wanted to pour bleach on my brain after the first few pages. Actually, that applies to anything "written" by Brian Herbert. I got through maybe 20 pages of the promotional copy I found. It's embarrassing that it's still in my home. I am a huge fan of the Frank Herbert books, and have read them all several times. This is a steaming piece of caca.

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  • Cateyes_small
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    Rubyfruit Jungle. I was a teenager, and going through an "into girls" phase. The book concerns a budding lesbian and her misadventures in the deep South and in New York.

    I think I knew, even at 15, that it was a terrible book. (There is one very memorable scene wherein the protagonist gets paid to throw grapefruits at a man who has a fetish for people throwing grapefruits at him.) I re-read it in my early 20's for lack of anything better to do, and realized just how dreadfully written it is. I guess it was important for being a relatively mainstream book (in the 70's) about a lesbian, but I think it gave a bad name to queer literature.

    I also just recently read The End of the Affair, by Graham Greene. This book doesn't really qualify as "the worst book I've ever read" because it was really, really beautifully written. Nevertheless, the main character was a narcissistic whiney-pants who couldn't do anything but feel sorry for himself, while destroying the happiness in two other lives around him. Ugh. What a detestable man.

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    I don't remember the title, but it was one the Anita Blake Vampire Hunter books. It was just awful - but I was trapped at the airport, so I read it anyway. Not only did I finish it - but when I got home, I took great joy in running each page through a paper shredder. Usually I sell my used books, but in that case I thought it would be inhumane to pass it along.

    The second worst book was Marius The Epicurian by Walter Pater. Impossible to get through.

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  • Paul_c_small

    There are so many different kinds of bad books that I don't know if I can pick just one. Sarah Palin's book was atrocious because of its sheer mean-spiritedness and cynicism. Stephen King's Under the Dome had one of the worst endings I've ever encountered in fiction. Neal Pollock's Stretch typifies a whole trend of bullshit books that try to make you believe the author became a better person over the course of a memoir when they're really just trying to meet a deadline. And those are just the lowlights of my last two years of reading!

    I wrote recently about how Less Than Zero is the only book I've literally thrown across the room. For a long time, I'd call that the worst book I've ever read. But on reflection, it had more to do with my opinion about the world. Fifteen years on, it's a different kind of bad book. So I'd encourage you to hold on to those books after you throw them across the room; maybe you'll learn something about yourself when you reinvestigate them in a few years.

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    I read a book called "The Parent Killer" to review for Library Journal. Quoting from my own review:

    "...Between spicy assignations with his gal, the brooding anti-hero of this first novel hacks his way through a succession of cardboard villains in prose that clanks with the demonstrative verve of a writing exercise. Apart from many clichés ("The log cabin was quiet. Too quiet…"), and derivative touches à la Thomas Harris (the killer's back is covered with a dragon tattoo), the cardinal sin of this thriller is its lack of suspense. Playing on our natural abhorrence of child abuse, Blake presents us with all the cruelty of an Andrew Vachss vigilante story but with none of that author's style, pathos, or urgency. Avoid."

    Other truly bad books tend to fall into the so-bad-its-good category for me. Case in point, the wonderful world of Harry Stephen Keeler, often referred to as the "Ed Wood" of fiction. Check him out: http://site.xavier.edu/polt/keeler/

    There are a couple of good collections of deliciously bad crime writing in the seattle library collection: Gun in Cheek and Son of Gun in Cheek, both edited by Bill Pronzini. If you love inspired dreck, these will lead you down all sorts of bizarre back alleys.

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  • Subcultureoftwo_small
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    The Almost Moon, by Alice Sebold and Glory Road, by Robert Heinlein. The first because the main character makes unbelievably stupid choices for no reason, making the book a dreary train wreck I just couldn't finish. The second because Heinlein books seem to have an ongoing theme of male protagonists acting as a mouthpiece for Heinlein himself, and then tearing down and threatening to spank any female character who disagrees. Plus, the damn plot made no sense.

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    A horror novel I found in the park. It was about killer zombie fetuses. It literally involved an Indian burial ground and a protagonist who was a struggling writer.

    On the other hand I have also borne witness to the free book pile at Amazon, which takes up several walls of book cases filled with things whose authors deeply wish for a review. With print-on-demand technology, even the barrier of "managed to get published" can be surmounted by money and a lack of self-respect.

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  • Sleestak_small
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    The Bible.

    Didn't finish it. Why? Because it's a 2000 page sleeping pill.

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    Norman Brown's "Life Against Death." It's a Neo-Marxist work that attempts to integrate Freudianism and Marxism.

    Around page 90 there was a passage that essentially said this: "the Freudian description of the mind is noumenally correct, in the Kantian sense."

    I put the book down and proceeded to laugh my ass off.

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  • Tomato_small
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    Not quite what you're asking, but A Fine Balance by Rohinton Mistry made me want to stab that book. It starts out all "every character is poor but has hope and a plan and they persevere" and ends with the main woman destitute and shunned from her family and her two friends disfigured beggars. It was so depressing.

    Another one I hated was that Cormac McCarthy's the Road. So fucking depressing, but I had to read it to see what happens at the end.

    Also, the Bible. Boring, little character development and inconsistent narrative.

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  • Willie_small
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    I remember seeing this somewhere after reading the review online. I had to flip through it, just to see what it was like. There is no way I could read the entire thing, it is *that* bad. But the guy's review is hilarious.

    http://www.amazon.com/review/R1LPA5YOND6TGD/ref=cm_cr_rdp_perm

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  • Lookalikes_small
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    The Gormenghast Trilogy. One of my older brothers kept raving about it, telling me how fantastic it was. I slogged through all three books. ALL THREE. Then went to my brother, and said, "um, WTF was the point of all that?" The asshole fell over laughing. He hated the books too, he was just trying to share the misery.

    And someone's going to probably hurt me for saying this, but I have NEVER been able to get into Samuel Delany's books. I don't know what it is, they just don't work for me.

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    The Shining by Stephen King. Or Fear of Flying by Erica Jong. Or Lady Chatterley's Lover by D.H. Lawrence. Or The Glass Bead Game by Herman Hesse (any Hesse will do).

    No, it's got to be The Fountainhead by Ayn Rand. The woman, whatever you think of her so-called philosophy, simply cannot write. She has absolutely no idea what people are like, how they talk, how they act and interact. It has considerably less life to it than a puppet show put on by seven-year-old girls, with cardboard cutouts of Great Ideas being absurdly shoved around by the universe's most clumsy stage manager. Rand wanted to be God. She wasn't; she was a nutcase and a very, very, untalented writer.

    On the plus side, it's really long.

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  • Img_7935_mom2_small
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    The Kite Runner, ugh. It was so full of redundant cliched metaphor's I couldn't finish it.

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    The Time Traveler's Wife. "Oh boo-hoo I'm a willowy, beautiful artist antagonist and our New England white-person life could be right out of a J. Crew catalog if it wasn't for your naked time traveling."

    Tragedy!

    Manipulative drivel, which is probably why it got published.

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  • Blarg_small
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    Life of Pi. I couldn't even finish it. I was driving through central Illinois at the time (books on tape, woot!) and found the corn fields to have more depth than the drivel to which I was listening.

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  • Swansonstvdinner_small
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    Fear of Flying. I finished it, because I hated the self-absorbed protagonist so much I hoped, rather than expected, that she'd immolate by the end. Alas. I was disappointed.

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  • Madmen_small
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    Twilight. The first and last book I will ever read by Stephanie Meyer. I did finish it, but I wish I hadn't--I guess I wanted to see what all the fuss was about. I was a fool.

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  • Cedar_photo_small
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    Jemima J by Jane Green. I always like to take trashy chick lit on beach vacations--so I've read my fair share of crappy pink books. But this was so godawful I contemplated giving myself an eye enema.

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