For this post to make any sense, you first need to know that if I start reading a book, I finish reading it. I can’t remember the last one I gave up on (possibly a Dickens novel, given my antipathy towards him). If it’s a book I haven’t read before, I generally read it straight through as much as possible – it’s always a bad idea for me to start reading something in the evening because I often end up staying awake till 2am to finish it. (I read about 200 pages an hour, by the way, so an average 400-500 page novel takes me… well, work it out.)
The other day I started to read Sahara by Clive Cussler, for the following reasons:
- I enjoyed the film.
- My parents and partner all read and like his novels.
- It was £1 in Asda.
The first couple of chapters weren’t too bad; they set the hooks for the rest of the story by introducing a couple of mysteries, then introducing the central characters and yet another mystery. Already though, unusually for me, I read a couple of chapters and put it down; read another couple of chapters the next day and put it down again. Then last night (having devoured something else I hadn’t read before in a few hours flat, earlier that day), I started reading again. And pretty much immediately, got bogged down by the writing.