I abandoned the book A Song in Stone, by Walter H. Hunt, when I was more than a third of the way through it (possibly closer to half). The description intrigued me – adventure and time travel, compared favorably to The Da Vinci Code – and it started off quite promisingly. An out-of-work TV show host gets a job doing a spot an an old church near Edinburgh. On his first day there, he gets thrown back in time and has to proceed on a mysterious quest to get back to the present day. I started getting bored with the book at this point, because the hero of the story never did anything. Things just kept happening to him, he had no idea what was going on, and he was just being led along. He was extremely passive, just following along with whatever happened next to him, not taking any actions of his own initiative. I started getting both frustrated and bored with him and with the book. I kept reading for awhile, determined to give it a fair chance, but even when I was well into it things did not change, and I didn’t have a strong desire to find out what happened in the end. So, I finally gave up on it once I had the next Harry Potter book on hand.
I still feel a twinge of guilt when I give up on a book, but I try to remind myself that life is too short to waste time plodding through a book I am not enjoying. Have you abandoned any books recently?