I have three books on the go:
Of Rags and Riches is a novella collection and it is also an ARC for a book that was published a week ago. You know how I feel about letting ARCs languish on my TBR, so I will be rushing to finish that one.
I had every intention of abandoning Whiskey Sour because mysteries and thrillers are not really my thing. However, I got far enough along in the book that the story keeps popping back up in my head. The same thing happens when I watch a TV show or movie. Even if the show is awful, there is usually a point-of-no-return where I have watched too much to abandon the story easily; I have to know how it ends.
I was excited when I received my paperback copy of Then We Came to the End, but after reading only a few pages I could tell that I would have to push myself to finish it. I will definitely read it because the publisher sent me a free copy, but so far I have the impression that this is one of those books where nothing really happens. It will be difficult to get through 300+ pages of observations without action.You may have noticed that I am not particularly enthusiastic about any of these books. They are all well-written, but they have that sense of obligation hanging over them that makes the contrarian in me push them away. I don't want my reading life to be like exercise -- something I do because I should but I don't get any enjoyment out of it. It has been a while since I lost myself in the world that a book has created. I want to feel that again. Maybe with the next book.
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