A while back we had a fabulous guest author here, crime
fiction writer Hallie Ephron. Like we NovelMatters ladies, she blogs with some
fellow authors at their site, Jungle Red Writers.
Recently they asked their readers which movies they had
watched that they wished they hadn’t. Their readers were enthusiastic in their
stories about everything from being ambushed by gross-out films, to those which
were an unremarkable waste of time except for one image or one line that
lingered as persistently as garlic on a stranger’s breath in the morning.
Books are that way, too. Sometimes we stop reading
something—or keep reading something and are filled with regret later. (I was
such an ignorant prude that I threw away my copy of The Good Earth when I was
13 years old because it actually suggested that Chinese people had sex with one
another. Never did finish that one. But I do remember something about them
eating mud during a famine.)
So – X-rated books aside, which books are so remarkable in
your memory that you wish you’d never read them? Do tell. Give titles. Describe
details—unless they involve sex and mud and anything else that might gross me
out.
