Sadly, I have had to abandon several books of late, three of which I originally chose as part of my Classics Club list. I have written a short series of thoughts about each below, and will certainly give them another go in future if anyone thinks such an act is warranted.
Celia’s House by D.E. Stevenson – I was so looking forward to this, but the plot is stretched incredibly thin. The writing is beautiful in places, but I spent too much time willing something to happen and simply could not get into it.
Go Down Moses, Absalom, Absalom!, Light in August, Flags in the Dust and The Reivers by William Faulkner – I have issues with a lot of Faulkner’s work, despite very much enjoying As I Lay Dying. I find his sentence construction jarring and his almost-Joycean books difficult to enjoy.
Anne of Green Gables: Avonlea by L.M. Montgomery – Despite very much enjoying the first book in the Anne of Green Gables series, I just could not bring myself to finish the second. I did not find it engaging, and the once adorable Anne sadly felt like an entirely different character.
Be Safe, I Love You by Cara Hoffman – I set my hopes too high with Viragos, it seems. The prologue was well-sculpted, but as soon as it reached its first chapter, I became rather bored with it. The narrative is dull and the characters felt flat.
The Beetle: A Mystery by Richard Marsh – Part of my Classics Club list, I sadly could not finish this. Its premise is intriguing, and the first person narrative perspective works well, but what I read felt largely like a rehash of Franz Kafka’s Metamorphosis, which I must admit I am not overly fond of.
The Ambassadors by Henry James – I very much enjoy James’ shorter books, but the beginning of this weighty tome did not engage me enough to warrant my carrying on with it.
Ann Veronica by H.G. Wells – Another on my Classics Club list. I was fascinated to see the differences between Wells’ science-fiction and this vastly different novel, but I simply could not engage with the characters, nor care about them enough to view their outcomes with much interest.
Heidi by Johanna Spyri – I am sure that this is a perfectly lovely book once one has waded through its treacly beginning, but on my second attempt, I just couldn’t finish it. I remember trying to read it as a child and becoming rather despondent with it, and it seems that nothing has changed. The third failure on my Classics Club list.
Which books have you abandoned recently? When do you tend to give up on a book if you do not enjoy it?