Welcome to day four of the 15 Day Book Blogger Challenge created and hosted by Good Books and Good Wine. If you haven’t yet heard about this event, check out the “Let’s Get It Started” post so you can see how to join in.
And you totally should. Because it’s so much fun. The topics are awesome. And being a part of this challenge allows you connect with a bunch of seriously amazing bloggers in the community.
I can’t wait to see what everyone has answered for today’s topic, which is….
It’s been awhile since I took a book and chucked it across the room. As I read most of my books on my Kindle these days I try not to do it very often. I learned my lesson about throwing eReaders against the wall. They don’t recover in quite the same way a print book does. They’re also just a bit more expensive.
And while I may have wanted to throw a book or two in recent months, it’s not because I was frustrated or angry with the book. I just wanted to be as far away from it as possible, as quickly as possible.
You see, I somehow imagine that if I toss the book away from me, the really bad thing that happened to a beloved character might not actually have happened. I try to create distance between myself and the words on the page, as if distancing myself would somehow make that thing go away. Ha!
But when I read of a favorite character’s demise, or potential demise, I want to sob, scream, shout… and toss the book. Such was the case when I read DELIRIUM by Lauren Oliver a few years back. The same thing happened more recently when I read HARD BITTEN by Chloe Neill.
And I think the only reason I didn’t throw my ARC of IF I DIE by Rachel Vincent, was because I was planning on passing it along to Jaime when I was done. I’m so glad I refrained. Especially because… well… for those of you who read to the very end, you know…. And for those that don’t, well, I’m not going to spoil that ending for you.
But I’m not copping out here. I have a feeling that the post topic was specifically asking which book drove me so insane I wanted to toss it. And I’ve had a few of those. Though not very recently since I typically bail on books I don’t think I’m going to like within the first few pages. Long before frustration sets in.
FALLEN ANGEL was a book I desperately wanted to like. I loved the cover. I’d been anxiously awaiting its release and when it did release just before the end of 2010 I immediately picked it up and started reading.
I was a new-ish blogger at the time. I was still in that mode of “finish what you start.” And I had to fight to make it through this book. Which made me angrier and angrier as I went along. It’s hard for me to make myself read something I don’t enjoy thoroughly. And I wasn’t in love with this book.
While there were a few redeeming qualities to the story, I thought the plot lacked depth as did the relationships between the characters. But it was the main character’s voice that made me want to tear my hair out. I stopped multiple times during the read and said, “Oh, come on!”
For me a character has to be believable. And to me a sixteen-year-old-girl would not think to herself: He looked at me a bit askance but answered cordially enough. Not today, anyway.
As the author does write historical fiction, I suppose some of that language carried over. It was pretty. It just didn’t fit with the setting of this story and the age of its protagonist. And it drove me crazy.
The usage of “throng,” and “nefarious tentacles” and “malingerers” just didn’t jive. I don’t think I’ve ever met or heard of someone under the age of twenty with the name Ruth, so even the best friend, by virtue of her name, felt unbelievable and incredibly old-fashioned. Apparently the name “Ruth” hit the height of its popularity back in 1920 and has only decreased in popularity since. So the choice of that particular name for a teenage girl just didn’t ring true.
And with no connection to the main character or the story, everything else just sort of fell apart. At least until the end. But by that point I was way too upset because of my broken Kindle to really enjoy it all that much. Yes, I did end up throwing it in frustration. It did hit a wall. It did not recover.
So, while I may end up screaming at a few books for not delivering on what was promised, rolling my eyes when something seems ridiculously unbelievable or just clicking out of them never to return, I try to refrain from tossing, flinging, throwing with all my might, the books that make me crazy.
But what about you? Is there one… or a few… books that you would have liked to toss? Ones that you did end up throwing? Ones you wish you never “met” in the first place?
And, ohhh… where today’s awesome topic was about book chucking, tomorrow’s topic on tear-jerkers looks just as amazing. I can’t wait to write up that post and to check out which book gives you all the devastating feels!