First of all, this seems far too similar to the post I did the other day on a book I felt is overrated (maybe I picked one of the only books I have genuinely disliked – oops). Really, my answer for this post would be the same as that one, so you can go read it here, if you wish.
On the whole though, I don’t really hate books that I read. If I’m going to hate it, I’ll know fairly early on and stop reading. I don’t see the point in reading books you hate. If I could manage 50 books a year (which lately I can’t), and assuming that I lived at least another 50 years (which statistically I should but who really knows what’ll happen), that only adds up to 2500 books across the rest of my life. Might sound like a lot, sure, but there are millions of new books published each year, and millions upon millions already in existence. So the chance of there being quite a lot more than 2500 books I want to read is pretty high, and so therefore I simply don’t see the point in wasting time reading a book I’d hate, when I could invest that time in a book I’ll love, or at least like or grow from reading.
I know the few pages from one of those 50 Shades books that I read before putting it down to wipe the tears from my eyes from the laughter, those few pages I loathed. I’d say had I had finished any of those books, I would actually hate them. And burn them. But, they’re not worth my energy, really.
What about you? Do you hate any books, and if so why?