If I'm not grabbed by a book by the end of the first chapter I don't usually finish it. I'm not a masochistic reader and my time to read is short. It either grabs or it goes. And then it goes out of my already-too-full-of-useless-stuff brain making this post nigh on impossible. So I'm skipping Day Two: Least Favourite Book and going straight to day three.
Cop out? Bite me. (Always wanted to say that.)
Last year when I was in a bit of a bad place, a book came along at just the right time to lift my spirits and have me crying with laughter. Dawn French's autobiographical Dear Fatty is as brilliant as you'd expect and a combination of memoir, letters and funny stories. I read it when DD was finally asleep and often had to muffle my snorts with a pillow.
Photo credits: Pile of books by Felixco, Inc. at freedigitalphotos.net. Dear Fatty image courtesy of audible.co.uk.
I'm an avid reader, and have struggled over the years to stop reading if I don't like a book - I tend to struggle on to the end. In the last year or so, however, I've stopped being such a martyr and find it easier now to say enough is enough, and this book by Dawn French was, strangely, one of the ones I said exactly that to. Much as I love Dawn, the book just didn't do anything for me at all, and I lost interest after a couple of chapters. Having read your review, though, I'm thinking maybe I should have continued, as it may have improved ...
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ReplyDeleteI really don't read enough non-fiction. I should.
I know, I was too lazy to get up and rummage through the book shelves :D Thoroughly recommend this one if you like DF.
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