It still kind of pains me to give up on a book. It feels like I'm getting an "incomplete" on my report card. But these days there are just too many books on my to-read list to waste time on something if I've lost the thread, or I can't keep the characters straight, or if I basically just fall out of the book--so I do just stop.
The Golden Notebook and The Savage Detectives are both behemoths, and I made it a good chunk of the way into both of them before giving up. I wanted to like them, but I gave myself permission to stick them back on the shelf.



