Top 5 Tuesday is a weekly meme hosted by the fantastic Bionic Bookworm. This week’s topic:
AUGUST 15TH – Top 5 buzzwords that make me NOT want to read a book
Last week we did Top 5 Favorite Buzzwords, and this week it’s the opposite – top buzzwords that make me want to avoid a book. All of the books pictured are ones that I’ve read that I don’t care for.
There is nothing that annoys me more than when a book tries too hard to make me cry. I’m not going to cry, especially when I feel like I’m being manipulated into it. When I see ‘tearjerker’ I just think ‘melodramatic.’ Hard pass.
Literally the most surefire way to make me stop reading a book’s summary is if the word ‘heartwarming’ appears. In general, I really can’t stand uplifting, life-affirming books. If it doesn’t give me depression and/or an existential crisis, I’m not interested.
Ah, my least favorite genre. Apologies for the unpopular opinion. And it’s strange that I don’t click with this genre, because I love ‘weird’ books. The Vegetarian by Hang Kang? Weird. Perfume by Patrick Suskind? Weird. Bright Air Black by David Vann? Real weird. But there is a certain brand of weirdness that just does not appeal to me, and that is magical realism. I don’t know why, but books about ordinary people who randomly have wings or have roses that grow out of their arms just don’t do it for me. There have been exceptions, certain magical realism books I’ve enjoyed – but on the whole, I tend to avoid this genre.
I like to think that I have a good sense of humor, but if a book calls itself ‘funny,’ I find that it rarely is. There is one caveat – if a book is described as “darkly comedic,” chances are I will enjoy it. I love dark humor. But laugh out loud, “haha” funny? Not my thing.
I’m learning to equate the word ‘gritty’ with ‘how can I make this sex scene as awkward as possible,’ and after reading such delightful passages as Lauren Groff comparing a guy’s stomach to the tautness of creme brûlée and Jardine Libaire’s protagonist literally thinking that he’s a monkey in the middle of a threesome, I’m done. I’m out. I have suffered all I can suffer. Sorry, grit-lit, we’re through.
I’ll be curious to hear what your auto-no buzzwords are – comment and let me know!