Originally Posted by
Jozanny
Like so many "best of" and "worst of" threads in this forum, I think a least favorite book, or least favorite books, is difficult to categorize, as *least favorite* seems to denote disappointed expectations, rather than feelings of repulsion; however, bearing my interpretation in mind, my least favorite classical author of general high repute is Charles Dickens, and although I find most of his melodrama nearly forgettable, at least beyond David Copperfield, the novel which seems to betray his talent, or portend creative exhaustion, is Hard Times, which is a fairly weak novel, as far as the classics go. Henry James only got stronger and more complex with age, minus his deathbed material on the crest of Napoleon, whereas Dickens seems continually to try one's patience, with age. My academic advisor, despite having his doctorate in AmerLit, loved Dickens, and defended him to me, writer to writer, in heated conversations about the Great Victorian.
And I will acknowledge, as a writer, that I see Dickens' points, but I simply don't care for them all that much; the guilty secrets on the conscience of his characters are too operatic and overtly larger than life, and by the time you get to a novel like Hard Times, those characters are barely three dimensional fictions.
I am not sure what other authors fall into this category for me, perhaps Tolstoy and his Anna Karenina, which again, has its points, but as a woman, pisses me off more than a little--although I cannot say a classic that makes me angry is a classic to hate--that would be a bit strong. I do dislike intensely Dostoevsky's The Idiot, which is why I don't include it, because I nearly do hate it as an almost insufferable work of fiction.
I cannot think of anything modern, modernist, or contemporary, which would fit here, since, as JBI suggests, dreck is dreck.