I gave up on my book. What I did read I found
uninteresting and without any dry. As I read I found myself skimming most of
the book. Before it would take me around 30mins to clear half a chapter but
today I was able to clear the entire chapter by reading only the dialogue. My
motivation to read was slacked to the point where I found myself
making up things to do to get out of reading. For example, stacking coffee cups and looking up stretches. I feel that I my lack of interest
might be due because of lack of incentive. The only motivation that I could be
perceived was that reading is fun but I wasn’t having fun and seemed more of a
punishment.
There is a long list of reason of why I absolutely hated
this book but I’ll stick to the main three. One, my expectations of the book
was that it was popular and had a significant amount of action but instead I
got a lot of romance and filler. Two, I couldn’t connect with the characters.
Every time I read I felt the phrases “So what?” and “Who gives a sh*t.” I just
couldn’t get into it and god knows my group knew due to all the breaks I was
taking. Finally, I found it hard to just sit still and read. It seemed the
harder I tried to read the more I began to hate the book. The most fun I had
referring to the book is complaining to my group on how much I didn’t like it.
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