Worst book I've ever read is...

<p>“The Scarlet Letter”…only to be challenged by “To Kill a Mockingbird”.</p>

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<p>Now that is BLASPHEMY!!
Old english=win</p>

<p>My least favorite book would probably be any Stephen Hawking book. He is extremely arrogant for someone who has had no significant contribution to physics</p>

<p>Anything written by Charles Dickens</p>

<p>I liked the scarlet letter…</p>

<p>My worst book is The Usual Rules by Joyce Maynard</p>

<p>It was a terrible piece of filth that tried to be deep and relate to teenagers, but ended up as excruciatingly annoying and a blatant failure to imitate the thoughts of a teenager. The worst part is that she never used quotation marks.</p>

<p>Romeo and Juliet; Not technically a book but I strongly disliked it… Then again, the glut of clich</p>

<p>catcher in the rye</p>

<p>Ugh here goes:</p>

<p>-The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn
-The Crucible
-Anything by Shakespeare (gah…)
-Things Fall Apart
-The Scarlet Letter</p>

<p>mostly things that I get assigned in my english classes…</p>

<p>Shakespeare = horrible book.</p>

<p>Let me say the worst I’ve read, by far, is A Separate Peace. I don’t even know the author. It was just … bad.</p>

<p>As I Lay Dying. Sure, Faulkner is a classic but it’s literally impossible to write a more confusing book. “My mother is a fish.” Who comes up with stuff like this? Honestly!</p>

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His language is amazing and is interesting in its own right. Even if it’s not a page turner, it’s certainly not bad.</p>

<p>heart of darkness!!
sophie’s world was pretty bad too…</p>

<p>Red Badge of Courage. I hated that book, and it was ridiculously boring.</p>

<p>Moby Dick.</p>

<p>Herman went on and on and on about the *<strong><em>ing biological processes of the whale. If he had cut out pages 50-400 we would have been fine. But I *</em></strong>ing wasted like 10 hours of my life reading irrelevant whale sh1t.</p>

<p>And Till We Have Faces (CS Lewis) sucked dick too. Sheeit. It just sucked. Too boring.</p>

<p>I really liked Tequila Mockingbird and The Catcher and the Rye, so whoever said those were bad is extra-stupid.</p>

<p>@xo
Heart of darkness is amazing!!</p>

<p>Ethan Frome was pretty morbid and boring as well.</p>

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<p>OMG TRUER WORDS HAVE NEVER BEEN SPOKEN. Faulkner is incomprehensible.</p>

<p>I have to say… the Metamorphosis.</p>

<p>The Old Man and the Sea</p>

<p>I disliked Life of Pi as well, but it wasnt necessarily a bad book.</p>

<p>“The Alchemist” was amazing, it told a story of chasing your dreams and being patient. And balancing love with work.
EDIT: Oh and I really didn’t enjoy “Little Women”. So boring.</p>

<p>^The Alchemist was crap. Here’s a review someone else posted that I fully agree with.</p>

<p>From this page: [Paulo</a> Coelho: The Alchemist - Page 4 - Book & Reader Forums](<a href=“BookandReader.com”>BookandReader.com)</p>

<p>MASSIVE EARTH SHATTERING SPOILERS!!!111!1!!!1!1!1</p>

<p>"Short version of this review: The Alchemist is crap. Through and through. </p>

<p>Slightly longer version: The Alchemist is crap for several reasons. Because there’s no plot to speak of - everything zips along on a trail straighter than Fred Phelps’ public persona; it does exactly what it says on the tin with no twists, no surprises and nothing to grab your interest, and everything turns out exactly as you’d think it would 10 pages in. Because the characters are a series of identical cut-outs saying the exact same things in the exact same voices over and over again. Because the prose jumps back and forth from purple to something that would be better suited for a children’s book, full of repetitions and redundancies. Because it’s a ridiculously conservative piece of pseudo-pop-philosophy that’s only slightly dumbed down from your average Ricki Lake monologue and… OK, imagine if Candide had been perfectly serious. If Voltaire had thought irony was just a colour, like goldy only greyer. Then add some new-age nonsense to Pangloss’ teachings, get rid of the gorier bits and you’d have The Alchemist: a book so unaware of its own shallowness that people were already parodying it 250 years ago.</p>

<p>The book is about this sheep herder. His name is initially given as Santiago but rarely ever mentioned after that, he’s just referred to as “the boy,” presumably since Coelho has watched that Simpsons episode where a greedy self-help guru tells Springfield to “be like the boy” (except he must have missed the second part of that episode where the advice predictably leads to disaster). This “boy” is certainly no Bart Simpson, though; for one thing, he must at the very least be in his late teens. For another Bart’s not a blithering idiot like Santiago, or “Thicko” as I’ll call him from now on. Thicko has to have everything explained to him at least four times, since even though he’s supposedly been to seminary school and reads obsessively, the simplest words and concepts make him go “huh? Whassatmean?” Of course, the real reason for this is that Coelho is supremely uninterested in telling a story; his one purpose in writing is to impart Wisdom on his readers, and since he obviously considers his readers about as lucid as Thicko’s sheep (there’s a slightly disturbing Also Sprach Zarathustra undertone to this) he’s going to have to be as literal and anvilicious as he possibly can. At one point, the Alchemist points out that this kind of wisdom can only be imparted orally - and since he’s very obviously an authorial self-insert on a scale I’ve never seen outside of Erich von D</p>