3 Books I Accidentally DNF… Oops.
East of Eden
by John Steinbeck
Oops. You know I love Steinbeck. I really, really do. I just got… distracted. I want to finish this. There is so much I want to see happen – particularly, I want to see the villain get what is coming to her – and so there’s no doubt I’ll finish this relatively soon. But like most classics, the length is very intimidating and makes me hesitate to start again. Please Steinbeck, don’t be mad.
by Charles Dickens
Let the shame spiral continue, here’s the second book I’ve put a pause on reading… a four year pause.
Yes. You read that correctly. I’ve been working on David Copperfield for four years. Four.
I don’t know if I count this as a true pause, because it kind of feels like I never stopped reading it. In fact, it doesn’t feel like a book at all. It feels instead like an old friend that I check in with now and again. I’ll think to myself, hmmm I wonder how David is doing these days… and there I go, reading a few pages to check in on an old pal.
It will be interesting to see how many years this one takes me…
by Leo Tolstoy
Tolstoy, you long-winded son of a gun. If you know how to do anything well, it’s writing ridiculously long books. I repeat: ridiculously.
Can we get really real for a second? What is it with people spoiling plot points for classics? Uhhh. Rude. Just because the title is well known doesn’t mean I know the plot twist, okay?! Quit being a fun ruiner. Maybe I’m just not as cultured as you. I don’t know. Whatever. Let me read my classic in peace without fear of some jerk on the Internet ruining it for me.
That said… thanks internet, for ruining Anna Karenina for me. KEEP YOUR SPOILERS TO YOURSELF. Needless to say, it kind of made the effort of reading this ginormous book not as worth it? I’m hoping I can forget so I can start reading it again.