Last Friday my fellow CR blogger Lynette confessed she doesn’t read as much as she’d like to.
Now it’s my turn to confess: I finish only twenty percent of the books I start. Ugh. I know, what’s wrong with me? Most people I know even gut through books they end up tossing in the recycle bin when they’re done. There’s something inside that makes people want to finish books we start. Me?
Not so much.
As I pondered why I put books down so easily, three reasons came to mind:
1. With so many books out there I don’t want to spend time on a sluggish book. Another confession: I’m getting older. (Don’t let my boys see this, I’ve never admit it to them.) Time is running out so I want the books I do read to be all out winners. (Probably why I rarely re-read books, which I did often in my teens and twenties.)
2. I’m reading a lot of manuscripts for endorsement these days, so when I read for pure pleasure I don’t want to work at it.
3. I get bored easily. A few years ago I tried to read David Copperfield—which some say is Dickens’s best work—and I set it down after sixty pages. All the description did the big time bog down on my brain. I want page turners.
Am I alone?
(Uh, before we go on, please repeat after me: “I will always finish Jim’s books, I will always finish Jim’s books … )
What percentage of the books you start do you finish?
And what books have you read lately that you “couldn’t put down”? If you like, tell us why. Inquiring Jims want to know.