First snowflakes around here this morning ...
Well some time ago I read a book by some Swiss guy, whose book was highly recommended by "the critics". It was so unbelievably bad --- the story, the wording, no two complete sentences in a row ... well, sure, it probably was written like listening to a teenagers flow of half baked, drug triggered half sentences, who knows. I found it so bad that I dumped it into the paper bin. I even actively forgot the authors name and the title of the book. :-)
And another: A few years ago. The author from Israel, the story about a boy, whose Mom was shot by a bad guy and the good guy tried to get the boy elsewhere safely. And failed iirc. The story unfolding in Scandinavia. Crammed together with some 2000 years of Jewish history, written as if the author had been there all along. Unbelievable. I probably dropped this one on some book exchange table. And I also forgot the names. I'm sure, someone will point out, what it was.
~bartender? How about another stout, so I can forget that I ever read this stuff? Ah, no, one stout would be enough, I think. No schnaps needed :) Cheers!