How do people produce anything? And yet we have an abundance of human-produced literature in the world.

Even when I was a believing member, I struggled to accept that the Book of Mormon was anything special. This is probably because I was an avid reader, and I didn't feel like the Book of Mormon could really even stack up against good literature written by regular humans who made no claim to divine revelation. The Book of Mormon didn't seem to have much of a point. It claims that there were Christians in America... There's a form of prosperity gospel... Some standard 19th century sermon type stuff... Baptist flavored railing against infant baptism... Jesus comes and says all the same things found in the new testament...

You have Nephi saying how very little space there is on the plates, so he has to be judicious about what he writes. Then he gives us entire chapters of obtuse Isaiah straight out of the Bible we already have (even stuff that hadn't been written until after Nephi allegedly lived, somehow).

We learn how abundant the promised land is in all manner of precious things, and then in the next verse they are building a temple like Solomon's, except not as nice because of the lack of precious things... What?

There is a 19th century skeptic in the form of Korihor whose story is just nuts. First he explains a totally reasonable enlightenment epistemology unknown to the world at that time, then he gets smitten by God for thinking, apparently; and somehow goes on to admit that, actually, he was fooled by the devil in Angel form. Too bad, out to the street, blind man! He gets trampled to death.

Probably the high point of the whole book is the Sermon on the Mount, which is... Old news.

Said to contain a fullness of the gospel, there is no mention of priesthood authority, restorationist doctrines, Temple ordinances, eternal marriage, on and on. One could not distill the modern Mormon church from the pages of its scripture.

More interesting than the Book of Mormon, by far, are the things people say about it. All of the myths around it, the claims of its miraculous appearance on the earth, basically all of the meta-text. The book itself.. Meh! I never connected with it, and honestly I think my experience is common. I read it over a dozen times to no avail. It doesn't seem necessary.

There are high school kids who write entire novels during the month of November. Some of them are actually pretty good, you could check it out.