Another reason I started this thread is because I picked up a copy of
100 Books to Read Before You Die, (my translation) at la libreria
Aetaneo, a famous bookstore here in Buenos Aires. Of course, the book is in Spanish and as I flipped through it I was amazed at all of the authors I had never heard of (the book supposedly emcompasses all world literature).
There was a time if I started a book I had a guilty compulsion to finish it. Now, however, after 50 pages if the author doesn't spark my interest I usually stop. In some cases the problem was that I just didn't know how to read the particular work. Rather, I was boring, the books weren't.
Rainbow's End and
Magic Mountain are two good examples of books I tried to read several times, but just couldn't keep with them. Then one day something clicked and I finally read and then reread them.
I'm impressed at how many so far have mentioned
Catcher in the Rye and
Atlas Shrugged. There are some works, such as Proust's
À la recherche du temps perdu, that can be worse than a root canal in English, but in the original French his prose is stunning and all consuming.
I can still safely say my top three worst books were complete wastes of my time (see beginning of thread). I read first two with an open mind and can honestly claim they are pieces of shit. The third was one of those things where, like a car accident, I just could not stop looking at the pictures. Then again, at the time I was on a morphine drip recovering from surgery and found the colors pretty.
By the way,
Snoozan's The DaVinci Code subtitled by
Hand Solo as
Foucault's Pendulum for Dummies! That is fucking hilarious! Keep 'em coming.