… your reading time & money, and why?

I would have to say The Tesseract, by Alex Garland. Nothing really happened. It took me a _very_ long time to read because I'd pick it up, get thoroughly bored, put it down and try reading a few more pages a couple of weeks later. It only cost 50p, but I honestly wish I had bough a paper that day instead. I was very much looking forward to Garland's second book (Tesseract), after enjoying The Beach. I was sorley dissapointed.

Look Homeward, Angel by Thomas Wolfe.

I read it my senior year of high school, for a class. So, it was free...but I'll never have the time I spent reading it back. It was excessively lengthy and dull. If memory serves, it was also rather repetitive. Wouldn't recommend reading it unless you're forced to for a class.

Terry Goodkind's The Pillars Of Creation. That is the point where the Sword of Truth series starts to suck. Don't bother, it's over.

You Are What you Eat - Dr Gillian Clarke (I think)

Never has a book made me feel so bad about myself, and so unhealthy as this one.

The Sparrow.

A bunch of Christians go to an alien planet. Most of them die, except one of them who becomes a prostitute for aliens. The only enjoyable bits were when the more annoying of the characters die painfully.

It's a spoiler, but believe me, I've saved you at least 10 hours of your life. Spend them doing something more worthwhile, like licking damp cement, or flicking peanuts off a table.

C.S. Lewis' Perelandra. The prequel, Out of the Silent Planet, was excellent, but in Perelandra Lewis' ultra-Christian ideology comes through far too strongly. I gave up when the dialogue descended into what was essentially an essay on why one ought to obey authority without question.

Um... Attorney for the Damned. I love psychological books about serial killers and if they're real, that's so much better, but it's written like a high school freshmen. He, the author, has good stories but is a horrible writer and has little to no insight into the psyches of his clients.

I quite enjoyed The Tesseract, but then I wasn't expecting anything from it.

Andrew Harman's Fahrenheit 666 was terrible. The reviews all said he was as funny as Terry Pratchett, who I am a big fan of, so I was expecting this to be a bit like Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman's Good Omens, one of my favourite books.

Don't get me wrong, I love the occaisional pun and I've got nothing against slightly odd metaphors, but this was just excessive. If you're thinking of reading Fahrenheit 666 then do yourself a favour: put it down and pick up Good Omens instead.

In the guy's defence he was a Christian Minister.

I do not reccomend Himalaya by Micheal Palin. I picked it up thinking 'Ah, this'll be a good laugh'. It wasn't. It is deadly dull.

I swear, you must have just made that up!

McTeague, by Francis Norris. Had to read it for English class this year...way too much realism, to the extent of everyone dying overly gruesome deaths. Try staying up an extra four hours reading that...poop.