We all have them. Beloved books that we just didn’t get, that make us question the sanity of the world for liking said books in the first place. It inevitably goes something like this: “Clearly I’m not crazy, so the fact that so many people liked X book is a sign that the rest of the world is crazy.”
But of course it’s just a reflection of the subjectivity of books and the fact that no one will ever agree on one book. And also, I hope people will consider this subjectivity before they describe something as a “piece of trash” in an Amazon review. (You know who you are, nearly everyone in America.)
So You Tell Me: What revered/beloved/classic book did you just not get into? PLEASE RESTRICT YOUR ANSWERS TO DEAD AUTHORS, and let’s even try and treat them with respect. I don’t need to be haunted by the ghost of Edith Wharton this week.