Tell me, what do you do when a book that has been set for your reading group turns out to be (in your opinion, at least) a duff?
At the moment I am ploughing my way, around fifty pages a day, through a book that I have to be ready to discuss next Wednesday evening. I know that the person who chose the novel thinks that it is marvellous. As far as I’m concerned it is as dry as the ships biscuit that I suspect some of the characters survived on, not to mention falling over itself trying to be clever. On the principle that life is too short to continue reading books like this, under any other circumstances I would have tossed it at least a couple of days ago, but this is for a book group and the whole idea is to read other people’s choices so as to expand our literary horizons. I keep plodding my way on in the hope that at some point it will explode into a blaze of glory and I will achieve enlightenment. At the moment, I am still fumbling in the dark.
So, what would you do. Press on regardless and meet your moral obligation or give up and read something to lighten your life instead. I tell you, just now, even Oliver Twist is more uplifting.