Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand.
Of books I’ve finished, The Da Vinci Code. It’s been a long time since I read it, so I can’t recall specifics but I do remember the moment to moments of the plot being contrived and stupid, and the writing to be bland and simplistic.
The only reason I read it was I was stuck somewhere without a book and I found a copy of The Da Vinci code that had fallen behind a shelf. I figured it was super popular so there must be something to it as I slogged through.
The Bible. So so boring.
Can you think of a greater blasphemy than to say that some junk written by mortals is the word of the absolute highest creator imaginable?
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I had to make a separate exclusive category on goodreads just to keep this piece of trash out of my read pile.
It’s called power vs force, it’s some dumpster fire pseudo-science that’s really just vague ramblings of nothing. Don’t read it. Seriously.
“De Grote Zaal” by Jacoba van Velde. For school we had to read many books. In the earlier years this could be anything as long as it was Dutch, so translated versions of English books were fine. I could read stuff like Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, etc. However, at some point the requirements shifted, and we were only allowed to read Dutch (non-translated) works of literature. This shit single-handedly killed all my fun in reading. Dry books about old people or about the war.
“De Grote Zaal” is the one that I remember the most. It’s a short book, but it goes pretty much nowhere and doesn’t at all speak to the imagination of a teen guy. To me it represents the death of reading as a hobby. I’ve tried to pick up reading again, but it has since been replaced by other things and I just don’t make the time for it anymore.
