My grandmother is the reason I love to read, but she’s also the reason that for the longest time I felt I couldn’t stop a book that just didn’t fit…. I think it was probably due to my short attention span as a child but it did leave a lasting impression on my reading life up until the past few years.
In all honesty I very rarely stop a book because its contagious, its too easy for me to become a fickle reader. However if I stop reading a book it has to be for a very good reason and I have to feel like I exhausted all my patience to stick with it, and the reality is more often than not it is just where I am at that time, and I can revisit it farther down my road and have a completely different experience.
I do have a couple that I can think of off the top of my head that I have stopped, I will share them expect for the title mainly because it isn’t lost on me that although they weren’t for me, they are a labor of love to someone and I want people to be able to make their own decisions on what is and isn’t for them personally.
I started reading this first book after reading some great reviews, now in fairness that reviews also revealed that it was also heartbreaking so I knew that by opening this book what I was walking into it. However I just couldn’t get to the end of it, I even researched the summary as I was reading it to maybe help lessen the harshness of the story… I think it just intensified the story line for me. It centered around the relationships of four college classmates as they move to to the big city looking to each make their way. Their relationships, not immune to addiction, success, and pride, grow over the decades and the men are held together by their devotion to the one of their friends, a man scarred by an unspeakable childhood trauma.
Now in fairness I did find it well written as the author did a good job of painting the story in a way that was easy to become submersed and perhaps that is one of the reasons I found myself needing to step away and exit the story.
Another book I have recently stepped away from was a historical fiction however this particular book I do plan on revisiting as I think it was the season I was in that caused me to stop this book. The book is a based on real-life events revolving around a women who kidnapped and sold poor children to wealthy families all over the country.
This was a book I was reading during a time when I had recently moved, and for whatever reason there were a large amount of Amber Alerts. These alerts would go off on my phone with such a loud startling sound, jolting you out of your comfort and reminding you that there is unfairness and uncertainty in this world. I read to escape that world sometimes, and I think having the realness of man directed at me from both reality and fiction was a little bit more than I could process at the time. This is why I decide to set the story aside for the time, and I will probably pick it back up again because so many of my trusted bookish friends have shared that they enjoyed this book.
I don’t often stop a book, but if I do I try and take stock of the reasons and I ask myself:
*Is it the content or subject matter of the book?
*Is it the place I am personally?
*Have I read at least 1/4 of the book, and honestly given it a fair shake?
*Would I be willing to revisit it?
If I can honestly answer these questions then I am able to guilt free walk away from a book. Life is too short to read books that don’t feed you in some way.
Do you have book you stopped reading?