Books you've deliberately stopped reading?

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(Apologies if I'm repeating a subject here, MN search function not behaving ATM!)

I have unintentionally stopped reading many books over the years, sometimes I've found them too hard to get into and/or just put them down somewhere and forgotten to pick them back up . Any of these, I'd like to think one day I'll start them again and finish them.

But I've only ONCE deliberately closed a book never to open it again. It was Tropic of Cancer by Henry Miller. I don't think of myself as a prude, but it was just... yuck.

Noted Kickass!

New Bridget Jones.... 20 pages in

Dickens Haters Unite! I'm always glad to find others, makes me feel less of a philistine. for all you sensible ladies.

Her fearful symmetry Total pants

I got to the end of that Rangirl. You were right to drop it. Utter bilge.

The only Jane Austen book I've finished is Emma and that was only because I was studying it for A Level.

She's the Grandmother of chicklit.

Captain Corelli's Mandolin - boring.
Secret Diary of a Call Girl - the character of the call girl repulsed me and I found it difficult to believe.
The God Delusion - I found Richard Dawkins to be a paranoid, arrogant, whinging tosser.

Mums List. Such a tear jerker, and as I lost my mum to cancer too it was too much!

Another one for Da Vinci shite. I threw against the wall for offences to grammar, then picked up and chucked it again for offences to the English language.
Lord of the fucking rings. Life is too short.

Cloud Atlas. Don't like post apoc, gives me nightmares. I'm sure there is a point but , Life is short
The Night Circus. Come on
Behind the Scenes at the Museum. Stop dissing on your mum, you little brat, and say something interesting. Juvenile and not in a good way
Gone with The Wind. Oh god, just marry one of them and shut up - I'm not normally so patriarchally oppressive, but I am making an exception, for the sake of personal peace.
P&P. It is a truth universally accepted...it is a truth universally excepted...a truth...snooze
Lord of the Rings. Throw the ring down a volcano already.
The Luminaries. Get to the point. Or maybe you can't because Uranus is in Capricorn.

And that's only since May

The Night Circus was a nice read but the "literary sensation" surrounding it was utterly lost on me.

That's true Alis it seemed grand but I wondered when the amazingness was going to to kick in. I got disillusioned.
Beware of hype

To the Lighthouse, by Woolf - so so tedious.

Napoleon I hated all the books you listed but loved the goldfinch. It's nothing like the little friend which I also abandoned

The Zahir, I wanted to shove the novel up the narrator's backside, probably wouldn't have fit with his head so far up it already.

Almost Moon (Alice Seabold) . Meh. Tedious.

Lord of the rings. this hobbit begat that hobbit, yawn.

The God of small things. Just completely lost interest.

A year in the merde. Not as funny as promised.

dwerf I absolutely LOATHED the Alchemist (another Paolo Cielo book). A load of pseudo-religious claptrap. You might as well read the Bible, at least it's got some gripping yarns as well.
I was also left with the opinion that the author is the sort of guy that would chat you up by stroking your hand whilst reciting a poem shudders.

YY to The Book Thief and Wolf Hall.

I think I finished The Little Friend. Couldn't tell you what happens in it though.

The goldfinch. Kept wondering when it was going to get better - it never did.

We are completely beside ourselves. Hated the twist and immediately stopped reading, won't be going back.

Agree with beside ourselves. Stupid book. Mine was the luminaries

I usually skim read anything getting boring, getting faster and faster - David Copperfield I finally got through by skipping over about 400 pages of annoying wifey not getting round to dying. The last 200 pages were quite good.

The Historian, terrible dreck.
Island by Aldous Huxley - like Brave New World only with tedious philosophy instead of plot
Some Danielle Steele novel which used the word 'sexy' at least once a page to mean pretty much nothing.
100 years of solitude - tried twice, gave up. Dreamy mysticism isn't my thing.
Far from the Madding Crowd - too irritating. Loved Mayor of Casterbridge, managed Tess and Jude (big mistake), but just no.

Not fiction, but I've put down Martin Gilbert's "The Holocaust". Three times. Forced myself to the end, but I'll not be visiting any similar books in the future.

Carrion Comfort by Dan Simmons.

I'd read something by Stephen King praising the book, and I often really enjoy the books he recommends, but I just couldn't keep reading it.

It's about a small group of people who are able to enter the minds of just about everyone else on the earth and force them to act against their own will, to do anything.

Mostly that seemed to involve performing sex acts on the mind controllers and standing helplessly while being raped. Hated it so much I actually had to get it out of the house.

There was some complicated hierarchy of mind control people who seemed to loathe each other, but they all used their powers to take part in some weird game and got together once a year to compare scores based on which of them forced whom to do what.

Oh loads. I used to berate myself but got over it. .
Of the ones considered classic, Catch 22 and Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas.

Stop dissing Wolf Hall! It wasn't an easy read but very much worth it. Ditto Bring Up The Bodies.

I think the only one I have ever done this with is American Psycho. Just too horrid. I ended up putting it in the bin outside rather than still have it in the house with me.