What’s the quickest you’ve ever known a book wasn’t for you?
Sometimes I know within the first chapter that a book won‘t pull me in. I like to call it having Reading Spidey Senses.
True to being an avid reader, books tend to resonate with me. There are times when I feel like if I’m in a certain season of my life, or experiencing a certain emotion, then I try not to read the opposite of that at the time.
In my previous post, I mentioned James Patterson as an author that I couldn’t engage with until later on in my life. I was introduced to him at a young age, and couldn’t get into his work because of the short chapters. Now that I am an author myself and understand the craft of reading and writing a whole lot more, I his style of is actually brilliant.
Sometimes, I like to imagine his chapters are my favorite candy. They tend to bite-sized, but long lasting like a box of Buncha Crunch or movie theater popcorn.
Yes, I just paired reading with candy all before 10 AM EST. It’s July 4th, so I’m excusing myself from being a responsible adult today, and you should, too. 😁
I’m curious—what’s the quickest you’ve ever realized a book wasn’t for you?
- Was it the writing style?
- The pacing?
- The characters?
- Something else?
- Do you have Reading Spidey senses?
- Is there a specific time of year that you choose to read your favorite author more than usual?
I’d love to hear your experiences.