Hmm.
Having started "Seven Pillars of Wisdom" in 2005, I don't think I can claim to actually be reading it anymore.

I started "At Swim Two Birds", got halfway in very quickly and then just stopped dead.

I loved Middlemarch when doing it for A-level - tried again recently and wasn't in the mood. I love George Eliot though.

The only Umberto Eco I've read was "Baudolino" - loved it, although it was verrrry smug, I'd like to read more by him.
(The Empress it seems you CAN polish a turd!, Thu 24 Jun 2010, 16:52, 1 reply)

Worst was Foucault's Pendulum
like Dan Brown written by someone very clever. But still like Dan Brown.

The Name of the Rose is ace though.
(SnowyTheWereRabbit the Leporid from Hell, Thu 24 Jun 2010, 17:31, closed)

Ack!
I too read Foucault's Pendulum, hoping and waiting for it to get either very clever or very interesting. It really is utter toss.
(The man with the flan swashed his buckle on, Thu 24 Jun 2010, 21:03, closed)

^This^

( Enzyme is powered by sunlight, Fri 25 Jun 2010, 13:04, closed)

I got lucky with Foucault's Pendulum
because I read the bulk of it on a train journey which was seriously delayed, lasting nine hours instead of the scheduled five.

Unfortunately, I got to the end only to realise that it is, indeed, utter shite. Well-researched shite, yes, but still...
( Sonic the Hedgetrimmer doesn't care what you think, Wed 30 Jun 2010, 10:00, closed)