The Good, the Bad, and the Very Bad?

All authors write some novels that are better than others, but occasionally there’s an unusually large gap in quality between a specific author’s books.

(At least in my opinion; a book I dislike might of course be liked by others, and vice versa. 🙂 )

I thought about this when recently reading Jeffrey Eugenides’ 2011 novel The Marriage Plot until giving up on it after about 100 pages. I loved that author’s 2002 novel Middlesex – which I thought was a brilliant look at a gender-confused character, the immigration experience, and more. It deservedly won a Pulitzer Prize.

The Marriage Plot? Almost plot-less as well as boring – and filled with spoiled, whiny, unlikable, pretentious, annoying characters at an Ivy League university. One Amazon reviewer drolly and accurately described these fictional collegians as “self-absorbed, over-educated noodles with cartoon parents.” Also, through his characters, Eugenides did way too much name-dropping of authors and books to beat us over the head with how well-read he was.

In short, I found the gap between those two novels astonishing – though, as I said before, others might feel differently.

Other huge gaps I’ve found in books by the same author? The first example that came to mind was between Jack London’s A Daughter of the Snows (1902) and London’s The Call of the Wild (1903). In the first novel, I admired London’s attempt to create a strong female protagonist, but the writing in general and the dialogue in particular were laughably clunky. Then, a year after that amateurish effort, came a stone-cold classic that couldn’t have been written better. Here was a case, also seen with some other authors, of a young novelist struggling to find writing confidence and a distinct writing voice before those both kick in – which can happen gradually or, as with London, seemingly overnight.

Large quality gaps between an author’s books can also have a late-career element. For instance, the chasm between Willa Cather’s exquisitely written My Antonia (1918) or Death Comes for the Archbishop (1927) and her abysmal Sapphira and the Slave Girl (1940) is stunning. Something like that can be caused by factors such as ill health or running out of ideas after penning many novels.

I also noticed this late-career phenomenon with Martin Cruz Smith: his Gorky Park (1981) and its first seven sequels are excellent, but eighth sequel The Siberian Dilemma (2019) is…ugh. It didn’t help that the author was dealing with advanced Parkinson’s disease at that point. 

And with Jack Finney: Time and Again (1970) is a riveting time-travel classic, but its sequel From Time to Time (1995) is pretty bad. Perhaps not a coincidence that Finney was in his mid-80s in 1995 and died that same year.

Of course, other reasons for a great author writing a bad book – say, in mid-career – could include a temporary health crisis, other challenging stuff going on in her or his life, having to rush a book for some reason, etc. Or sometimes a dud happens inexplicably; authors are human like everyone else. (So I’m told. 🙂 )

Staying with a novel and a sequel, Kristin Hannah released the terrific Firefly Lane – about two very different friends – in 2008. Then came the 2013 follow-up Fly Away, which I found to be a yawn (though not awful). I’ve read 17 novels by Hannah – one of my favorite contemporary authors — and Fly Away is the only one I didn’t love. (My very favorites of hers are the most recently published four: The Women, The Four Winds, The Great Alone, and The Nightingale.)

And Darryl Brock came out with the fabulous, should-be-better-known baseball/time-travel novel If I Never Come Back in 1990. Twelve years later, his Two in the Field sequel was a near-dud.

Going back to the 19th-century, Wilkie Collins wrote lengthy superb novels such as 1860’s The Woman in White. One rare Collins misstep was A Rogue’s Life, which I struggled to get through despite it being short. But I did finish it, unlike The Marriage Plot. 🙂

Your thoughts about, and examples of, this topic?

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22 thoughts on “The Good, the Bad, and the Very Bad?

  1. I guess sometimes on a later novel the well can dry, equally as you say there’s wells that are dry already at book one but the second book is like the well is overflowing. Maybe in these latter instances it just takes time for a voice to be found.

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  2. I usually find series that keep milking out a good pilot book returning to a predictable and, in the end, boring plotting schedule. I blame partially the publishers for this phenomena: they had a bestseller and they know they have a buying public, so they pressure the writer to produce one more, and then another one,… up to the point that when the same writer comes with a fresh idea for another novel, they just point blanc refuse to have a look at it. That’s probably the moment when writers fall out with their agents and publishers.

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    • Thank you, Shaharee! Yes, some series shouldn’t be series or go on for too many books, but, yes, most publishing companies are money-focused and a number of authors are tempted to go with a proven formula. But I do think some series maintain their quality or even get better as they go along (among those that come to mind are series by J.K. Rowling, Val McDermid, and Sue Grafton).

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  3. In the case of professional writers who need to generate income, it’s understandable that some of their work would be substandard. Maybe their hearts aren’t always into what they are writing.

    I love to write and have been doing so since my early teens. I’m also an amateur author. My only published novel received very complimentary reviews, and I have been urged to write a sequel. I did try once, but soon realized that I just didn’t have it in me. Either I didn’t want to put in the necessary effort, or the storyline didn’t captivate me. Maybe both were true. Anyway, it has been collecting dust ever since.

    I did learn something, though. A cousin of mine, a retired commercial airline pilot, asked me for some advice about writing. He had been interviewed in a podcast, and the story he shared was both fascinating and intriguing. I told him that it was great material for a nonfiction book, and that I would help him with his writing. But to consider such a project, I suggested he look deeply into himself to see if he had the desire. From the heart comes great stories. The written text can always be cleaned up later.

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    • Thank you, Robert! Excellent point about a writer having to make a living. Those authors who take, say, a decade to complete a novel (such as Donna Tartt) often have the luxury of a good income from an earlier book or books, a day job, or a spouse helping to support them.

      And I appreciate you sharing your experience — what you’ve done and decided not to do. If an author isn’t “feeling” a sequel, perhaps it’s best for it not be published.

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  4. Very interesting, dear Dave!
    That qualitative gap is always evident, whether it’s a decline in quality after the second book, a hastily written sequel, or a decline in the final stages of a career.

    To add another example to your list, in Italian literature, Carlo Collodi is the author of The Adventures of Pinocchio, an impeccable and universally beloved masterpiece. Yet, almost no one remembers his other works, such as Giannettino’s Journey Through Italy (Il viaggio per l’Italia di Giannettino).
    They were written as government-commissioned school textbooks, and are are incredibly dry, moralistic, and boring, showing a huge gap compared to the dark, magical humor of Pinocchio.

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    • Thank you, Luisa! That’s a fascinating example! I know nothing about Carlo Collodi’s career other than him writing the iconic “Pinocchio.” Government-commissioned stuff seemingly doesn’t have much of a chance of being compelling. Reminds me a bit of Nathaniel Hawthorne authoring a campaign biography of his friend Franklin Pierce when Pierce was running for President of the U.S. in the 1850s. Never read that book, but I’ve heard it’s boring and made Pierce into a more interesting person than he actually was in real life.

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  5. Very many thanks, Dave for your excellent comparisons of novels:) I have just realized that I may have read a book and liked it very much, such as “Middlesex” by Geffrey Eugenides, but afterwards not have read other books by the same writer.I am therefore unable to make these difficult distinctions! I remember, however, that one of the books I very much loved is “The Hare with Amber Eyes” by Edmund de Waal ( A rich tale of the pleasure and pains of what it is to be human)and I therefore think to read one of this writer’s other books to find out more.

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    • Thank you, Martina! Yes, if a person has read only one novel by an author, it’s hard to compare that book to another book by the same author. 🙂 But one always hopes, as I hope another book by Edmund de Waal isn’t disappointing for you.

      It feels kind of unusual to love an author’s work in general while disliking one of their books in particular, but it happens…

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  6. Hi Dave, a quick note about this. I would mention Dan Brown, since I have several of his. I enjoyed The Da Vinci Code and Angels and Demons, but Digital Fortress and Deception Point were rather boring I felt, although I did finish both. Now I wonder why I finish those. I wouldn’t bother now. I think it is about age… hmm.

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    • Thank you, Chris! An interesting example! I read “The Da Vinci Code” and found it ingenious but at times badly written, so I never tried more of Dan Brown’s work.

      I hear you about finishing or not finishing novels. I used to almost always slog on to the end, but, like you, I now drop books more quickly. (Figuratively drop books; my toes are safe. 🙂 )

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  7. I’ve probably mentioned this before, but I had a hard time finishing the final book in Mervyn Peake’s Gormenghast books, Titus Alone. Titus was never a likeable character, and once he’s left Gormenghast Castle, which is fascinating, I found little to interest me.

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  8. I think Misty is going to have words with you when she wakes and sees this video! I can almost hear her asking, “How would you like it if I posted a video of you completely relaxed, sound asleep?”

    Walter Mosley’s Devil in a Blue Dress was a winner (for me), and I liked some of his others, but Every Man a King had too many twists, turns and subplots. More is not always better.

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    • Thank you, Madeline! Excellent point about Misty; I invaded his privacy. 😐

      I appreciate the Walter Mosley mention! I’ve read both those novels, and, like you, did enjoy “Devil in a Blue Dress” more. But I also kind of enjoyed “Every Man a King” (and the first book in that series, “Down the River unto the Sea”). People can definitely react to books differently. 🙂

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      • Two books I recently thought were ok but several friends loved were Theo of Golden (the mentally ill woman who was living on the streets and is remarkably transformed by Theo’s kindness?) and Remarkably Bright Creatures (I wish I had an octopus who would find my lost keys). I guess I am too pragmatical/realistic for some authors.

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  9. I would cite that quality gap between Larry McMurtry’s “The Last Picture Show” and “Texasville.” The writing in the latter was much more polished than “The Last Picture Show,” but Texasville felt contrive and was completely lacking in heart.

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