I tend to quit books if I don't find them very good. One I did finish that I fucking hated was The Girl on the Train. All of the characters were fucking insufferable.
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Z for Zachariah. I read it when I was like 15 for school. Man I remeber feeling the book is like a farming manual when they tried to survive after the nuclear war. The older man trying to rape the other 16 year old girl survivor also made me super uncomfortable. Maybe it would be better if I read it now. I just remeber it being a drag.
The Rings Of Saturn
Was chosen by my Community College English professor and it was the most mind numbing thing I've ever had to read. It was translated from German, so there are multi-page, run-on sentences that haunt me till this day.
I finished Battlefield Earth.
The thing is, I remember enjoying it. I mean, it wasn't literature, but it was a lot of dumb fun.
The author - whose searchable name will not appear here - was once good at writing absolute trash. And fiction too.
Irony: when we lost everything in house fire, I'd borrowed a hard-cover copy of that famous nonfiction work, and then couldn't return it. I paid SO much to have it replaced with a good hard-cover copy that I must be on some watchlist now.
Alone with you in the ether. Both characters just bothered me with their weird ways of thinking. Could not relate to either of them
Anything by David Foster Wallace. Smug, preachy stream of consciousness garbage that is then annotated to oblivion by more stream of consciousness smug preachiness.
"Meteor" by Dan Brown (could be a different name in the original language). It was the first time I read something that was bad. Up until then book were cool and fun and interesting. It was a puzzling experience.
Edit: it's called "Deception Point" in the original.
The Tarot of the Bohemians.
Bill McKibben's Enough is on my shelf purely so I can flip through it and get mad. A dense little paperback on how technology and progress should just stop. Not even return-with-a-v to some imagined utopia, like Ted Koweveritspelled. Straight-up 'change might be bad, so let stop right here, the moment this book is published.' Pushed with such flimsy arguments that my copy is about half post-it notes, by weight, from the month I read it for a philosophy class. They stop halfway. I just didn't consider rebuttal necessary past a certain point. You don't have to eat the whole turd to know it's not a crabcake.
Twilight
a novelization of one of my favorite video games
I suffered through it because I love the franchise so much and it wasn't that long but holy shit, I was the writing quality of a grade schooler but with added unnecessary and gross romance between two children.