There are two reasons for this.
The first is I tend to prefer finishing books I’m genuinely excited about. If I stick with a book, my hope is that I will gush about it in the end. That doesn’t always pan out, but that is the initial intent.
The second is I derive no pleasure whatsoever in finding problems with books and writing bad reviews of them. Unless a book was so painfully ridiculous that it was actually entertaining, it’s frankly very difficult to write I really see no point in taking a milque-toast middle of the road read to task. Or trying to write a review that will wind up being basically a long-winded way of saying “This is a book I read with my eyes. Other people with eyes might enjoy it. My eyes did not.”
As a result? I’ve really been struggling with what to do with this book blog because I want to keep doing it and I want to keep enjoying it but the truth is I rarely enjoy the sort of books everyone enjoys and I have no interest in pretending to. At the end of the day, I don’t want to jump ship. I want to keep working to make this work.
So I hope you’ll bear with me despite the slow speed at which I’ve been updating. If my reading morale doesn’t improve, I think I will make posts about books on a particular theme, bookish memories, book recommendations for young readers, and possibly PS3 game reviews since I finally got a new gaming system.