So, ok, you know the story about the ten books that influenced our lives and all that.
My friend Claire, being complicated*, made two lists – she rightly observed that if there’s some books that influenced our lives because we loved ’em, it’s also true there some books that pushed us in certain directions because we… well, because we loathed them.

So, can I put together a similar list?
Books that made me what I am because I did not like them?
I’m not sure I can make it to ten, so I’ll stop at five.

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