Have you ever started reading a book that you just can’t seem to get through? It’s not that it’s a bad book, or even an uninteresting book–somehow it just feels like you can only read it in slow motion.
Maybe that’s not a universal feeling, but I like to believe it is. Commiserate with me!
I don’t want to say the book’s title, because that’s sort of beside the point, but my current read has been S L O W.
S L O W.
What do you do when a book that you’re mostly enjoying feels like a total, never-ending slog? Do you quit? Power through the slog? Inquiring minds want to know.