More and more, lately, I find myself not finishing the novels I start.
The latest was Margaret Atwood’s The Blind Assassin. It had gorgeous writing and complex characters – I just got tired of waiting for the plot to show up. Before that was Howl’s Moving Castle by Diana Wynne Jones, which had much the same problem, as I’ve mentioned before. Before that was Clive Barker’s Weaveworld, which actually had the opposite problem: the plot hummed along fine, I just couldn’t take the clunky writing. Heck, the only reason I finished China Mieville’s Kraken was that I was tired of giving up on books – I would’ve put it down otherwise.
What’s the cause of this trend? I’m not sure. Maybe I’m getting all ADD “ooh, shiny” – but I don’t think so. I’ve finished five books in the last three months, it’s just that none of them were novels. Maybe I’m just getting pickier about what I read, but then all the books above came highly recommended. Or maybe it’s only a coincidence, and I’m merely finding a lot of books I don’t like lately.
What about you? Do you usually finish what you start?