It’s a new year, bookworms, and I feel I have to come clean. I’ve always felt guilty not finishing a book; to be clear, I feel guilty and disappointed. I’m always bummed when a book on my queue at the library finally arrives and I pick it up only to discover that I actually can’t finish the damn thing. It’s especially heartbreaking when I read reviews from respected bloggers or listen to praise from friends. This tends to lead to self-doubt… why am I not getting this title? Is it me?
Maybe it's just the book. And that's ok.
So, I’m going to start fresh. I began 2011 with The Knife of Never Letting Go and The Elegance of the Hedgehog. And I just can’t finish either.
The Knife of Never Letting Go is interesting enough. In all honestly, the writing is borderline terrible. Certainly not good enough to prompt suspension of disbelief. The narrator speaks in a somewhat sleazy southern dialect, but only sometimes. How many eyes viewed the script without noticing this inconsistency? I definitely don’t believe this was intentional.
The Elegance of the Hedgehog, while eloquent and unique, was just plain boring. And, no, it’s not that I typically read fluff—where everyone walks away with a happy ever after, or a budding relationship that means more than life. No. I loved the ideas examined in the novel, namely: psychology and philosophy. I thought “wow, that’s some cynicism.” I liked it. But I never wanted to go back and start reading it again. I had to force it. And where’s the fun in that? Especially when I don’t have to do it. (I'm looking back on university days)
I have so many books on my shelf. I’m participating in the Classics Challenge and thinking I should probably pick something to get started. I’m also meeting my book club on the 12th to discuss the first half of TGLPPPS. I'm sort of overwhelmed by all the books I've purchased the last few months, and have no clue which title I should pick up next.
How do you choose your next book? What do you do when you feel you’re in a rut and can’t find anything you really enjoy?
I started The Cookbook Collector on Saturday evening. Can’t say I’m especially enthralled at this point, but I’m going to give another 50 pages or so.