This week’s Tuesday Top Ten, hosted by The Broke and The Bookish, asks us to list ten hyped books we’ve never read. Honestly, this list could be a long one, mainly because over the years I’ve been very susceptible to the suggestions of other enthusiastic bloggers. I’ve grown less so, as everyone now seems to be reading the same things in time for getting reviews out on pub days. But there are 392 books on my current wishlist, so I don’t think I need to worry much about adding more.
I decided to divide my list into books I’ll probably get to eventually and ones I’ll probably never, ever read:
(Full disclosure: I own four out of five of these, so that weighs heavily in the factoring for reading at some point.)
The Master and Margarita, Mikhail Bulgakov. So many people love this book, and I actually own a copy, so just for those reasons alone I feel like I should read it. If one book exists in the literary fiction blogosphere that feels like a “must read,” this is the one.
The Passage, Justin Cronin. I’ve started this book a few times and then got distracted by something else, but it seems entertaining enough. I guess vampires have had their moment in the sun (get it?), but this still seems like it would be a highly entertaining novel. Whether I’ll read the trilogy…well, doubtful.
The Magicians, Lev Grossman. Because campus novel. Also a trilogy. We’ll see.
Neil Gaiman. Yes, I realize Neil Gaiman is not a book, but an author. I’ve come to terms with the idea that I should read something by him at some point, because he’s blurbed and influenced so many other books/authors I’ve enjoyed. Also, I think if you spend too long in the book blogosphere without reading something by Gaiman, they shut down your site.
Station Eleven, Emily St. John Mandel. When everyone was talking about this one, I went ahead and bought it even though I was doing a TBR challenge, during which I read her earlier novel The Lola Quartet. I’m glad I read that earlier novel because she’s a good writer and so I expect good things, but to tell the truth I am sick of hearing about this book.
A Little Life, Hanya Yanagihara. The People in the Trees was one of the best books (with one of the most despicable characters) I’ve read in a long time. I was excited to hear she had a new book coming out so soon after that one, but then three reviewers (Teresa at Shelf Love, Jenny at Reading the End, and Lydia Kiesling at The Millions) I respect basically said, “No, don’t do it.” I’m listening.
The Alchemist, Paulo Coelho. Isn’t this like the literary equivalent of The Secret? Meh, even if it isn’t, whatever.
The Fault in Our Stars, John Green. Okay, hang on. I really, really like and respect John Green. I’ve been out of school a long time, and I still watch Crash Course. I follow him on Twitter and Facebook. But the truth is this book’s premise just never sounded interesting to me, and then once Shailene Woodley got involved it was all downhill from there.
Room, Emma Donoghue. I tried to read this. I didn’t get past page five. I didn’t buy any of it. Sorrynotsorry.
Outlander series, Diana Gabaldon. Nothing against it really except a time commitment. I know this one is well loved. But maybe I’ll watch the show. Will it make sense if I haven’t read the books?
I have a bonus question for you! Tell me a hyped book you read but wished you hadn’t wasted your precious time reading…Mine’s The Help.