I’ve Quit Another Book
Sep 30th, 2008 by Carlos
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I don’t like to equate quitting a book with failure, but that’s what it inevitably ends up feeling like. Atlas Shrugged wasn’t a bad book, I just didn’t see myself getting all the way through it. And honestly, the more and more I kept hearing about Ayn Rand and her way of thinking, the more I felt like I was reading some kind of manifesto.
The book was so long and I was only in it up to page 300 or so, and I was already starting to get sick of it. I’ve talked about this before, and I still feel that there’s no reason to “force” yourself into reading bad books. It just makes no sense with so many other books out there.
If you’re an astute reader with an eye for details, you might also notice that the new book on the right-hand side, under Currently Reading, isn’t one of the ones I put on my list of books that I own and promised to read from exclusively. This is another one of those things where, if I limit myself to a few choices, I immediately want to go beyond them. And I have. So now I’m going to read a book I bought at a street sale for $1. Not a bad deal, especially since I’ve been meaning to read that book anyway.
I still prefer to move on from a book I’m not enjoying, but it always makes me feel guilty/like a quitter. Anyone else out there feel that way?
