Stop Reading That Book
For the past several years, I’ve tried three times to read A Feast for Crows, the fourth book of the “Game of Thrones” series. I had read the first three books of the series in relatively short order, but I couldn’t get more than 100–150 pages into the fourth.
I’ve tried everything to motivate myself to finish it: downloaded it to my Kindle so that I wouldn’t have to lug around the giant paperback, bought it on Audible so that I can listen to it on my runs, and set it up to sync my progress between my Kindle and Audible, so that I was always ready to jump back into the book.
It wasn’t taking. I would get my Kindle out, or open up the Kindle app on my iPad, and after 10–15 minutes of diligent reading, my mind would wander. I’d open up Twitter, check e-mail, or just sort of stare off into the distance.
I really wanted to read the book, but my heart wasn’t into it.
This weekend, I came across a great podcast that gave me some great advice:
The gist of the podcast, as you can guess from the title, is to stop reading books that you’re not enjoying. It’s just not worth it. In particular, I wrote down this great line from one of the hosts:
“The great thing about stopping reading a book if I don’t enjoy it, is that now I have more time to read the books that I do enjoy… Now that I really allow myself to stop, I get so much more reading done, because I’m racing through books that I’m excited to tackle.”
Message received, loud and clear. So, sayonara, Game of Thrones. I guess I won’t be one of the folks who has read the entire Song of Ice and Fire.
It’s summer. Why waste it reading a boring book?