I’m reading a good book right now. It’s well-written, and the story is fascinating. I really have nothing bad to say about it.
Unfortunately, I’m just not in the right frame of mind for it. It’s too easy to find something to do other than read it. (No, I’m not talking about Saga. Saga was one of the things that distracted me from this book.) I’ve deleted the draft of the review I’d started writing about this book. I may not finish this book before it’s due back at the library. That happens to me sometimes. It’s a reflection of me, not the book.
I was reading a few pages of this book at the bus stop this morning. I got distracted by the sight of someone scraping ice off of their windshield. I realized that if I were reading this book for the Reading Challenge, I’d be motivated to finish it. I’d push my way through it, even if it wasn’t as good as this book is. I’d write that review and post it.
These reading challenges change my reading style. I read faster, and I read with more motivation.