Child of God by Cormac McCarthy
I’m sorry, literary fiction lovers. I’m sorry, Cormac McCarthy fans. I can’t help it; I HATED this book. I had to read it for a Lit class while getting my MFA. I feel like I am supposed to like the book because of that. But I cannot muster the tiniest sliver of pity or compassion or understanding for Lester Ballard, who collects corpses. Corpses! Though it’s supposed to be a “sympathetic” treatment of necrophilia, I was utterly disgusted.
What is your least favorite read?
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Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand. So many, many people have recommended it to me, people whose recs I usually love. O.M.G. I have tried multiple times over many years to read this book, each time getting a little farther. I really want to like it, but I simply cannot finish it. It bores me to tears. I mean, how many times can the same speech be given in the same book? I’ve lost count.
I have not read it. Not sure I want to now!
To be fair, talk to Shelia Mullican or Lisa Jones or Rachel Dragoo (or a multitude of others) for the other side of they story. They all LOVED it.
Least favorite book. Hmmmm . . . I think definitely a tie between “Of Mice and Men” and “Catch 22,” both of which I read while in high school AP English classes. I felt each was horribly depressing and pointless. Oh, and I have NEVER liked “Romeo and Juliet.” It’s not romance- it’s the story of spoiled little brats!
I understand (at least some) of Shakespeare’s brilliance, but could never grasp the point of making teenagers read depressing literature. We already know life isn’t a bed of roses, and many teenagers struggle with depression/outlook on life. Why make it worse?
I’ve done a really good job of forgetting my least favorite book which comes to mind as one I had to read for a college course on Southern authors. I remember it as very disjointed.