Soooo…previously, I had to read a book I bought or it had to remain on the shelf until I read it. No avoiding what must be completed.
Now I have given myself permission to stop reading if I don’t like the book, I’m worried I may have a whole new issue.
Don’t love the book? Out with it.
Book’s only OK? Out with it.
Meh! Out with it.
I’m reading a book I recently bought in the US. By an African-American author who is apparently a YouTube star and a TV actor/director.
I like reading books that give me different perspectives, books by the marginalised, by minorities, by outsiders. Hence my attraction to this book.
But besides learning about African hair, I didn’t feel this book gave me a new understanding. It was good, better than OK. But didn’t sing to me, didn’t resonate with me. I definitely didn’t laugh “freakishly hard” as it said I would on the cover. Didn’t laugh at all, actually.
I was tempted to abandon the book. Enough already.
But then I realised I was becoming too quick to move on. Breaking my rules is a slippery slope.
See what happens when you break rules! This is why things have to be done in a certain way, Why standards must be maintained.
But it is too late. The horse has bolted. The gate is open. I’m becoming a cruel reader.
[As the book was a series of unrelated chapter, I suppose I could have taken my time but I want to declutter. I also wanted to get a sense of the author that comes from reading all at once. But mostly I want to declutter.]