The Rock Star in Seat 3A was one of my "vacation reads," but I quickly regretted bringing so few books -- this one was almost left at the airport.

The writing is awkward, unpolished and dull, and honestly? It felt like something a teenager would script and share with her friends on Facebook. Hazel curses like a sailor, but that's not unforgivable; I had more of an issue with the fact that she was boring, immature and silly.

I have no problem with fun, light reads -- I mean, shouldn't reading be fun? But this book taxed me in the worst way. I can get behind the idea of coincidentally being seated next to your rock god crush on a flight, but the dialogue and writing were too atrocious to continue. I tossed it back in my suitcase after 80 pages or so.

It's a quick read, though. If I cared, I could have finished it on the plane ride. I slept instead.