Bookish thoughts: When do you give up on a book?


I start my books with every intention of finishing them, but over the years I’ve found I’m a fickle person — when a book loses my interest, I stop reading and move on. The book becomes a no-go zone in my mind and i don’t go back to it — and sometimes the author. I just don’t have the time to try and slog through a book which is becoming a chore to read.

But what makes me give up? Sometimes it’s a character that suddenly becomes OOC or the sexism, or a romance that is shoved down my throat with little time for subtlety — romance is everywhere, and when it’s done right, it’s so good and when it’s bad, it’s … so bad. Sometimes it’s little things that start driving me nuts and there’s no rhyme or reason to it — it’s just a feeling in my gut that I’ve got better things to read.

I’ve had a pretty stressful couple of days at work, after which the last thing I wanted to do was read, but I perservered but found myself tuning out of the book — I was seeing the words, but my brain was still caught up in everything i had to do at work. After a time, I began wondering if I should give up on the title — but maybe I’ll just set it aside for awhile and come back to it later?

What makes you give up on a book? Completely without a second chance? What would make you come back to it?

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