“How are you finding the book?” I was sitting quietly on my own in the bar eatery, reading. I was interrupted, gladly, with that question. I briefly studied my questioner, a lady with two boisterous children in tow. I tried not to screw up my face, I don’t think I was very successful…….”I’m having problems with it”
her – “So did I….it was a bit Hickory, it went on a bit“. ……..
Me -“I think I understand what you mean; It’s hard work, I am skimming more than reading“, adding that the book had been a gift about three years ago and I had just got round to reading it, (well, trying to).
We enlightened each other about what other books we had read by the same author, none so tedious as this one. “BUT!” she said with a great flourish and a big smile, “I did read to the end …I finished it!”
Today, after another couple of attempts, I firmly decided I was not going to continue to wrestle with the book….there was no point.