For years I've been able to say,
"I've never started a book that I haven't finished......except for a Tale of Two Cities."
And now I've got to ammend that statement. I just can't take it anymore. I cannot finish The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoevsky. I cannot stand one more theological lecture or dissertation on Russian law, blah, blah, blah.
The story is ok. Three brothers, three different mothers, three different personalities. Loser, slightly crazy dad. A love triangle. Some missing money, etc, etc, etc. But they have to stop and debate the causes of animal abuse for 50 pages between conversations that move the plot along.
I even got it on audio book because I thought the small print and the 30 minutes between page turnings was discouraging me. Nope. It was the book itself. Even if someone else read it to me while I laid out in the sun and watched the kids play I couldn't take it.
So I have to admit to you all that there are two books I haven't finished....and I've finished some pretty bad ones....A Tale of Two Cities and The Brothers Karamazov. I vow that I will someday make it through the Dickens classic, but I think I can happily go to my grave never knowing what happens to the long winded Karamazov clan.