- 61 Hours - Lee Child
I thought I needed some light fluff after the all-consuming tome that was The Goldfinch, but this turned out to be the first Jack Reacher book I found truly awful.
- Talking With Serial Killers - Christopher Berry-Dee
Investigative journalist corresponds with and eventually interviews several serial killers on death row (including the one Charlize Theron played in the film "Monster"). This was disappointing because there wasn't much real insight, and it was written in a very Daily Mail-esque manner.
- Swan Song - Robert McCammon
This post-apocalyptic story was recommended by several people, but didn't do much for me. It does an OK job of portraying the horror of life after nuclear holocaust, but I found the characters shallow and the fantasy element silly.
- Shantaram - Gregory David Roberts
I enjoyed this, although (or possibly, because) I knew that it was not strictly autobiographical. The author is indeed a convicted bank robber who has escaped from an Australian prison to India, dabbled in drugs and crime, and lived in a Bombay slum, which makes a far more interesting life story than most. Much of it is fictional, and I was slightly put off by the author's shallow philosophising and unusually feminine voice and cheesy romanticism ("... her large green eyes - the green of lagoons, where shallow water laps at golden sand... The movements of her body were like storm-wind stirring in a stand of young willow trees.") but it was a good story that kept me reading all 933 pages.