We don’t ever want to admit that we are quitters. We raise our kids to keep on fighting. We don’t raise quitters, right? Well, I quit. That’s right. I quit reading 3 books this week-right in the middle of all 3. I never do that! But I had good reasons!
1) The first book I thought was Christian historical fiction. It was historical fiction all right. Just not with a tame view of romance. OOOPS! I don’t read that kind of fiction/romance. A couple chapters in I just thought the book didn’t seem quite right. The next chapter confirmed my suspicion. My hubby could not figure out why I yelled and dropped my phone (love the Kindle app!). That book got deleted in a hurry!!
2) I started reading another book which was a Christian historical fiction. I verified that fact more than once before I started reading. Halfway in I was bored out of my mind! The characters were so very unlikable. The plot was so very boring. Most of the book was description of the historical time period. There was no action and no chemistry between the characters. I told myself that I could finish it. But then I realized that I couldn’t care less what happened to any of the characters. Did they die? Did they live? Did they get married? Did they continue hating each other? Who cares! Not I!! So, I allowed myself to put that one down and move on. Instead of “A Constant Heart” it was “A Total Bore”
3) And to continue my quitting streak, I even put down our read aloud. I quit that one too! (What an example I set this week!). Our book was so boring and so long; it just felt never ending. The kids suffered through the chapters without complaint but I couldn’t bring myself to read even one more chapter. I began to dread our reading time! The book’s plot was “3 poor girls go to dance academy.” The rest of the book tells about every single outfit they wore-in detail, all of their classes-in detail, how poor they are and how much every outfit costs-in detail, and every audition, play, and dance-in detail. Every chapter is the same. They are poor, they go to dance class, they need a new outfit, they don’t have the money, they come up with the money, they go to an audition, they get the part, they do the play, they go back home. Just no. So, that book got tossed out too! Ballet Shoes was more like Ballet Snooze.
Curly even told me, “Mom, I love these books!” Yes, much better choices!
So, I let myself quit 3 books in 1 week. Quite a record. However, I’m not going to waste my time, or anyone else’s, with such boring books! There are too many other choices! I have given myself permission to quit any book that bores me out of my mind. I’m going to purge my cabinets!