Unusually, for the "books that shall remain nameless" category, I actually read these in their respective entireties.
Book #1: There's this author I love to hate, and I read his/her work on a semi-regular basis out of sheer masochism or something. I think s/he has intriguing ideas and can occasionally turn an elegant phrase but doesn't manage to deliver cohesive stories, in either novel or short story form. I decided to torture myself with this one in the hope that it would inspire me to write. Not sure that worked.
Book #2: An older work by an author I normally like, but s/he seems to have been at an arrogant point in his/her career, and the book suffers.
Book #3: By a new-to-me author who had received raves from several authors whose work I enjoy. Didn't hate this one, but didn't find any compelling reason to recommend it either.
Book #4: Thought this was going to be a cool horror story about black magic in an isolated place, and it kind of was, but there were a lot of loose ends (probably because it's the first in a series). Writing was overly simplistic, in the way that makes me feel like I'm losing brain cells as I read. But the plot was reasonably compelling.
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