Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintainance.
Utter codswallop, but a 'must read' for a mid-teens boy back in the 70's.
I read it back then. By the end of it I couldn't work out if it was the author who was mad, me, or both of us!
Ha ha - I was discussing him with a pal on a ride recently.
I read a Dan Brown novel in hospital in 2012. I can't remember which book it was. It passed the time, but I wasn't really impressed.
The book built up to a shattering climax, but then... there was another
long final chapter.
I kept thinking that something even worse was going to be revealed, but it
wasn't! It was more
'John had been traumatised by seeing Jake decapitated and after that lost interest in whippet racing. He took up yoga instead. Elena had flashbacks to watching the twins burn, so she always carried a small fire extinguisher on shopping trips, just in case. What happened to Ian was beyond words, so I won't bother telling you what happened to him. Sally had fortunately overslept on the morning of the slaughter at the church so she missed the whole thing but she still felt bad about it, could not live with the guilt, and eventually went mad after eating 750 magic mushrooms in one sitting'.
It would be like having the original final scene of
Psycho 30 minutes before the end of the movie, and then having people sitting around drinking coffee and discussing how unfortunate the whole thing had been!
I came to the conclusion that Brown had promised the publishers a certain number of pages but had run out of ideas with 20-30 pages left to write!