When I used to buy books, I felt obligated to read them even if they were dreadful to get my money's worth. But checking out books from the library has removed that feeling, as has getting older and receiving encouragement from others to just let go of books that I'm not enjoying. That's not to say I stop reading books willy-nilly but it's nice to have that guilt-free option in the back of my mind if I'm struggling to finish something.
This month in particular has been rough for actually finishing books (or maybe I've just been too picky) so I thought I'd share the books I didn't complete rather than the ones I did. (Though if you're interested in what I did read, you can always check out my goodreads page.)
A Discovery of Witches by Deborah Harkness - Pretty hard to read a romance novel when you hate the supposed love interest (in this case, a super bossy vampire named Matthew). The final straw was when Diana considers having her horse jump a fence but decides not to because it might upset Matthew - and then he walks over to inform her that their horse back riding date would have been OVER if she had jumped that fence. And Diana just goes along with it. Grr, made me all prickly!
A Piece of Cake by Cupcake Brown - This one's tough. It's a memoir of Cupcake's life in foster care after her mother dies. From reading the description, I knew it would be a dark read (with the promise of a happy ending), but I couldn't handle reading about the blatant mistreatment and abuse of children.
Cutting for Stone by Abraham Verghese - I was really interested in the premise of this book about twin brothers who are raised at the hospital where they're born because their mother dies in childbirth and their father flees soon after. But the medical writing is graphic, especially when Dr. Stone considers crushing one of the infant's heads during the labor and delivery scene. I felt like I might throw up trying to skim past it. Other readers confirmed many more surgeries lay ahead, so this is not a book I'll be finishing!
Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro - This was touted as a suspense book but I inadvertently guessed the mystery in the first ten pages or so. Which is probably why I found it to be a slow read. Plus the general situation is pretty depressing and again, not the best treatment of children so I stopped reading.
Thoughts? I don't generally give up on so many books in a month, closer to maybe one book every few months actually - but all my preggo hormones might be making me extra sensitive. Do you stop reading books?