Go on...admit it, have you? Even though it's REALLY boring and just not gripping you at all? I'm currently doing this with a Susan Howatch book called 'High Flyer' and so far I'm just past halfway and I started it at Xmas! I really want to finish it cosa there's so many other books I want to read, but I keep putting it off. The frustrating thing is that it's part of a series and I loved the previous ones, so I want to finish it.
I've also done this with the classics, i.e reading them because I feel I ought to, not out of enjoyment. I really didn't like Thomas Hardy but forced myself to finish Tess of the D'urbervilles. And I do it when I buy some modern stuff on offer (3 for 2 kind of thing) and then just can't get on with them e.g. Douglas Coupland 'All families are psychotic'
Am I all alone in this literary masochism?