I’m all for variety in my reading – I read almost every genre, with a few exceptions: horror, erotica, self-help. (I will say, however, that a few of the paranormal novels I’ve read border on horror, i.e. The Passage.) I don’t read westerns very often, but I have in the past. I love well-written books that have a romantic element, but don’t read the romance genre much. I read everything from poetry to essays to history to memoirs to fiction of all shapes and sizes.
Okay, now that I’ve put that out there, I have to admit that there are a few books that I simply can’t bring myself to read, no matter how desperate I may become for reading material:
First up, Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov. I know this is a classic, but as someone who was sexually abused as a child, I can’t handle the idea of an entire book about a pedophile.
(That’s the only book you’ll find on this list for a serious reason – the rest appear simply for my own frivolous reasons.)
Next, we have the entire host of mash-up books. You know the kind I mean – they take a classic, like, oh, I don’t know – Pride and Prejudice – and they add a paranormal element, like, for instance, zombies. It’s bad enough that these books take some of my beloved characters and storylines, but many of these authors take the actual text written by the original author and insert their own scenes! I know that this is legal because these books are in the public domain, but it still seems like cheating to me.
I don’t mind sequels or spin-offs that involve familiar characters – as long as the author uses their own words and plot. That might make me hypocritical, but I can’t help it.
The other kind of mash-up I can’t handle is when the author takes a historical figure, like Abraham Lincoln or Queen Victoria, and makes them into a hunter or warrior of the paranormal world. Why would anyone want to diminish the memory of the man who gave us the Gettysburg Address by turning him into a vampire hunter?
The last title on my list is Moby Dick. Again – this is a classic. But when my best friend, who reads a lot more classics than I do, tells me that Moby Dick bored her silly…. well, I don’t see how I could ever plow my way through it.
Okay, I confessed to you – now it’s your turn. Are there any books you can’t bring yourself to read?