On Quitting a Lot of Books

Recently I’ve been quitting a lot of books and it’s made me think about the value of reading a “bad” book vs. just putting it away and picking up one you potentially might like.

I used to read through any book no matter what, but I think since I realized that books are infinite and you can always find a book you like, I figured “What’s the point of torturing myself reading something that isn’t entertaining me?”

It’s the same reason why I dislike reading the fiction pieces in the New Yorker so much—they are boring.

But this last book I was reading really surprised me because of the universal good things people had to say about it. Khaled Hosseini, the guy behind The Kite Runner, also wrote A Thousand Splendid Suns. No one has said anything but good things about both books. So I picked up Splendid Suns and I just couldn’t get through it. I got to around page 100 and it hit me: I’m torturing myself every time I sit down to read. It sucked so I stopped and picked up a different one.

But M made a good point when she told me terrible I’ve been recently at not finishing books. I have even touted the benefits of reading bad books—something I picked up from Stephen King’s On Writing. The gist is that reading things you don’t like will give you a better understanding of how to write “good” stuff. It will also be easier for you to see when you’re veering in that direction. So it can be a good thing—look at what Kiyosaki has done with his “bad” book.

But as a reader it’s tough. I want to be entertained. I want to look forward to sitting down and reading my book. What’s everyone’s take out there on quitting a book because it’s just making you miserable?

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