In the perfect follow-up to last week’s question, as suggested by C in DC:

Is there a book that you wish you could “unread”? One that  you disliked so thoroughly you wish you could just forget that you ever read it?

This question is very easy for me. If I could un-read any book, it would be Ethan Frome by Edith Wharton. I’ve read a lot of books over the years that I’ve not much liked, but this book made me so miserable that I would NEVER wish it on anyone else. Two people are miserable in a desperately unhappy marriage, the wife’s cousin comes to visit and care for the wife (who is not well) and the husband starts to envision a future with her, and then there’s an accident and the wife ends up having to care for both her husband and the cousin, and everyone is as miserable as they were when the novel started. And there’s no reason for it!

Maybe it’s one of those books that I should re-read now that I’m no longer sixteen and have a different view of the world than I did then. But I have a feeling that I’m not going to be any less miserable on a second reading.

What about you? Are there any books you’d like to unread and never think about again?