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Also, just because I would sacrifice these books doesn’t mean that they are terrible or you shouldn’t like them. DO WHAT YOU WANT. Let’s just not sacrifice each other over our opinions.
I felt like Cross My Heart and Hope to Spy by Ally Carter was a huge disappointment. And I’d heard such good things about it! Of my friends on Goodreads, all of them gave it 3-5 stars, which means all of them at least liked it. BUT THERE WAS LITERALLY NO EXTERNAL PROBLEM IN CAMMIE’S LIFE AND SHE WAS COMPLETELY PASSIVE THE ENTIRE NOVEL. Ugh, this was just a painful read.
Harry Potter and the Cursed Child by Jack Thorne. NOOP. Noop noop noop. There’s so much to say but the worst part was definitely the screwy characterization of Severus Snape. That was unacceptable to me. Better his dialogue melts than me.
Lord of the Flies by William Golding. Forgive me if I don’t find the overwhelming male-ness of the novel interesting or true or worthwhile. Say what you will about human morality—though I also believe a different group of boys could easily have created a very different novel. I just hate it.
The worst novel I have ever read is Casino Royale by Ian Fleming. I have seen all the James Bond movies, including all three Casino Royales, so I was hoping the book might be good. No, it was boring and dumb. I will sum it up so you do not have to read it: James Bond is a spy. It is spy beach day! Yay! James Bond has sex. James Bond gambles! More sex! Then James Bond goes for a drive. Then, suddenly, there is international conflict and James Bond and his girlfriend are tortured! But then James Bond saves the day and more sex happens. The end. Blah.
So, I could tell you more strong feelings about books I didn’t like but you’re probably done now, as am I. I don’t plan to tag anyone, but please, steal this from me if you feel so inclined.