- What’s your least favorite book?
I actually have a shelf on Goodreads for books I have hated. I debated about its usefulness, since this is a very rare occurrence for me to read a book that I find utterly without any sort of merit whatsoever. However, sometimes there are books that I just consider are so horrible, “one-starring” them doesn’t do them justice.
This is how I look at books. I don’t tend to recommend them, because my tastes are so eclectic that I 1) don’t understand how other people’s tastes work, and 2) doubt someone else would like what I like. Therefore, my favorite books are kind of a private thing, books I love that love me back, and I don’t tend to share.
I feel far more strongly about bad books, as it turns out. After all, people like what they like, and there’s no accounting for taste, but bad books are bad books. Oscar Wilde said that books are either well written or poorly written, and the quality of writing has a great deal to do with what I consider a bad book. Check out this post, in which I cover the topic of horrible reading a little more in-depthly. The thing is that when I read a book I hate, I don’t want anyone else to experience it.
As you well know, my blog is the first place I run when a book has singed me. Here’s a review for a book I hated. And another. And another. And who could forget this one, especially since it was just a month ago? And don’t even get me started on Star Wars books I hated (here — here — here) . . . Anyway, let’s just say I use my hate, shall we?
But least favorite isn’t the same as hated. “Least favorite” implies a level of intimacy. So, deliciously avoiding redundancy, what shall I talk about instead of a book I hated? Shall I talk about a book I simply didn’t like? A book that I consider weak out of a series I love? Or take it in the direction of “out of my favorite books, this one is the least”? That at least must be a unique way of viewing the question.