It is almost time for my 2018 favorites! But, before I share those, I’m going to share my least favorite books of the year. I already shared my most disappointing reads of 2018, which are books I had high expectations for, but ended up enjoying less than I was expecting. The books on this list are books I didn’t like.
I honestly think I did pretty well this year. I read more amazing books than bad books. And out of over a hundred and ten books (I’m still trying to add a few more to that number), I only read five books that I ended up rating one or two stars. I don’t think any of these will be a surprise, but we’re still going to talk about them.
Here are my least favorite books of 2018:
The Ghost Notebooks by Ben Dolnick. This was also on my most disappointing reads of the year, because the synopsis was pretty misleading. But I also just didn’t like the story or the writing. It just wasn’t a great book.
Sociable by Rebecca Harrington. To be fair, I should have known I wouldn’t enjoy a book that is basically about social media. Yes, I am technically a millennial, but I don’t act like one. I basically only use social media for my blog, so I don’t really identify with the people that are always online. In fact, it makes me kind of uncomfortable. I found the characters immature, the writing was just okay, and the story was not my cup of tea. (This has a pretty low rating on Goodreads, so it looks like I wasn’t the only one.)
Kismet by Luke Tredget. Yet again, I probably shouldn’t have picked up a book with a main character who is my age. Because it drove me crazy how immature she is. The story starts with her wanting to dump her boyfriend because of an algorithm on an app. This entire book was an annoying story that ended up really not mattering at all. The writing wasn’t bad, but the story was.
The Fact of a Body by Alexandria Marzano-Lesnevich. I don’t like when authors of nonfiction insert themselves into the story. Once in a while it is okay, but this book is half true crime and half memoir, and I don’t think it worked. Especially because the author is looking back on a crime that she had absolutely no connection to until years later (when she worked at the law firm defending the murder). It was really biased, and I did not get the connection between the crime and her story, except that she felt there was one.
And, finally, my least favorite book of 2018…
S.T.A.G.S. by M. A. Bennett. This felt like a very bad version of Gossip Girl in which The Most Dangerous Game is real. It could have been a good story, but the entire plot was driven by the stupidity of the characters. I’m old enough that I can’t stand books in which teenagers are allowed to run free and use that freedom to do dangerous and stupid things. Which is this entire book.
Those are my least favorite books of 2018. If you enjoyed any of these books, I’m sorry. We all enjoy different things, which is a wonderful thing, and I’m glad you found books you enjoyed.
What was your least favorite book of 2018?