I can count the number of books I've given up reading in my life. I hate to do it, because most of the time I want to know what happens, even if I'm not particularly enjoying the book in the first place.
It's a strange compulsion, I know, but I've always felt this way. When I was in second grade, someone gave me a book called Protecting Marie
Anyway, there's only a handful of books I've started to read and then abandoned in the middle. Most notable of these would be Lord of the Flies
In the last few years there have been more books that I've been tempted to put down and not pick back up. I'm learning finally that there's no use spending time on books that I don't enjoy.
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