I'll read everyone else's contributions after work, but, the first two which spring to mind are:

Iris Murdoch: The Black Prince

It was a long time ago that I read it, but I remember it had a good concept but the writing style really annoyed me. It was one of those books with a twist in the tail/tale which meant you were supposed to re-read it with the new info in mind, but once was more than enough.

Glenda Adams: Dancing on Coral

I gather that Glenda Adams was aiming to be the next great classic author with this book. It was meandering and boring. I kept thinking it would get better, but it didn't. It just kept going on, the same, more of the same, even more of the same. And who could care about this shallowly portrayed character anyway? There was no meat on the bones of the character. Author seemed to be saying: if I tell you that she is this sort of person then that is what she is. I don't have to reflect that in her actions or her words, or build her up into a realistic personality, a full, rounded character.

I used to give a gentle warning when I worked in the library if someone wanted to read this book. I didn't tell them not to read it, or that it was no good, only that, in my opinion, it didn't stack up to what was written in the blurb.


Others may enjoy these 2 books, but definitely not me.

Helen