Two Books I Give Up On

I’m not one for giving up on books. For many reasons, but mainly, a book is someone else’s project. Someone had an idea and worked hard on it: wrote it, got an agent, got a publisher, finally got it published. And then the book finds its way to you as a reader. But these two, I just couldn’t bear to turn another page. A little voice inside me cried every time I sat to read them telling me there is a pile of books with which I’d rather spend my time with:

1. The Pleasures of Men by Kate Williams.

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Everything in this book made it sound like a perfect read: Victorian London, murders, a female main character and behind the story, a well-known, respected and young British historian. But it was too dark, too twisted and don’t get me wrong, I’m all for dark and twisted but I feel they need to make sense, fit into the story and have a motive. Not that I could find any of that in this book. I was really sorry to feel this way since I myself requested it.

2.There Once Lived a Girl Who Seduced Her Sister’s Husband, and He Hanged Himself: Love Stories by Lyudmila Petrushevskaya

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I didn’t request this one, the publisher did, and I thought it would be a great idea to read something not-so typically romantic this Valentine’s Day. Well, it’s May and I had only read half of it and didn’t intend on keep on reading. Of course, I see they are supposed to be ironic love stories, but I just couldn’t see it. The women in them were constantly abused, subjected and suffered because of their children: either because they chose to sacrifice themselves or because they follow society’s rules. Not my cup of tea at all.

4 thoughts on “Two Books I Give Up On

  1. The Pleasures of Men sounds like a book that would be right up my alley… But you are not the first person to say it didn’t meet their expectations (you are the first I’ve come across that has not finished it however). I think it is definitely a read I’ll steer clear of.

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  2. I find that as I get older I am more ready to give up on a book. I would rarely do it less than halfway through and never before the magical page fifty, but there are so many books out there that I do want to read I no longer have the time to spend with those which don’t speak to me.

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