Unfinishable Books
Mar 20th, 2007 at 6:52 am by PSoTD
What book could you just not finish reading?
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Mar 20th, 2007 at 6:52 am by PSoTD
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“Infinite Jest,” David Foster Wallace.
“Son of the Circus,” John Irving.
“War and Peace,” Dostoyevsky.
“Fanboys”, Mark Evanier
“Truman,” David McCullough
“The Iliad,”, Homer
“The Silmarillion,” J.R.R. Tolkien
“Heart of Darkness” J. Conrad
The horror, the horror!
“A Thousand Acres” by Jane Smiley
Too desolate, too close to home.
Without question, the best book I’ve never read is James Joyce’s Ulysses. I have tried to read it several times, but I just can’t do it. The man needs to learn to puntuate.
Suze, let me pile on the “Infinite Jest” bandwagon. What the hell was that about?
Oh thank god I thought it was just me with “Infinite Jest” , “A Confederacy of Dunces” wasn’t much better!
Currently trudging through “Sacred Games” by vikram chandra…it could be shorter!
I actually like “Infinite Jest,” but it’s one of those books (for me, at least) that you need to sit down and read straight through. Every time I put it down, I lost the narrative thread.
If I ever have to stay in bed for a month, that’s the book I’ll read.
The Bible.
Confederacy of Dunces
Dhalgren (Samuel Delaney) - which I wanted desperately to love
The first Harry Potter book (and thus, I never read any of the subsequent books)
Proust. Remembrance of Things Past. But I have decades left, I hope.
Joyce could punctuate just fine when he wanted to. Look at Dubliners.
I’m gonna start Infinite Jest as soon as I can.
Oh yeah, Confederacy of Dunces! My dad gave me that as a birthday gift long ago. I so didn’t read it that I forgot I didn’t read it.
Yes Patrick, I loved the Dubliners as well as Portrait of Artist as a Young Man. I just could not finish Ulysses.
I have to add “Gravity’s Rainbow.” I tried. Five times. Never made it past about the 40th page.
Brothers Karamozov
Tried twice.
The third LOTR.
Didn’t care anymore.
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I’ve never gotten past page 60 of Joyce’s “Finnegans Wake,” but that’s a VERY special case, because each time, I’ve started from the beginning. And it’s the opposite of dull — I find I get so energized by it, I have to get up and DO something.
(”Ulysses,” I read in one sitting.)
I gave up on Nabokov’s “Ada” about half way through. It was just steam. Well-written steam, but steam.
I’m not up to page 700 in Pynchon’s “Against the Day,” which makes that one the slowest read of his, for me. I’ve read “Gravity’s Rainbow” a few times, and even have recorded versions of the Rocket Limericks.
The first one that comes to mind was (I’m embarassed to say) _Earth in the Balance_, by Al Gore. It was assigned reading when I was in college for environmental studies in the early ’90’s, but the book was so dry that I was never able to finish it in spite of my persistence.
(Okay, I didn’t finish Gary Hart’s “Strategies of Zeus,” come to think of it, but I count that as genre fiction.) (Seriously. It’s yer basic Washington spy thriller.)
I have been struggling with “The Pet Goat”, frequently
but erroneously referred to as “My Pet Goat.”
But I have read a few Shakespeares, however.
Anything by Dickens. He shows what happens when an author is paid by the word.
Some book that some old boyfriend gave to me - “it reminded him of me”. When the dog got run over, I threw it in the trash.
Didn’t have the energy, or didn’t have the desire? Confederacy falls in the “desire” category, definitely.
“The Disposessed” by Ursula K. LeGuin Special notice: this was the first book in my life that I ever quit before the end … but not the last.
“The Silmarillion,” J.R.R. Tolkien — confirmed that sometimes life is too short to mess with certain books.
“The Jesus Incident” by Brian Herbert. I almost made it 30 pages into this one.
“Gravity’s Rainbow” Pynchon - no can do.
“Even Cowgirls Get the Blues” Robbins
“Centennial” - James Michenor
“The Gulag Archipelago” - Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
“Moby Dick” - Herman Melville
and a few more.
I forgot to add earlier that I actually read Salman Rushdie’s “The Satanic Verses” cover to cover although I had to force myself to complete it.
Another book I just couldn’t even muster the stamina to finish was Mary Cheney’s book “Now It’s My Turn.” Halfway through, I realized it was killing many of the remaining brain cells I would need for my further adventures in self-enlightenment through better reading.
A second on The Gulag……
The Bible, but I’ve decided to give it another try. I’m currently into Leviticus. What’s up with all the splashing of blood on the sides of the altar? Why not on top?
I took twenty years to finish Ulysses, (I finally set Bloomsday #101 as the deadline) and about ten for Proust(Remembrance of Things Past/In Search of Lost Time or whatever it’s now called.) I managed the Satanic Verses, but Shalimar the Clown was much more edible.
Atlas Shrugged. I gave up around the time Dagny went on tv to announce she was schtupping Reardon. Years later, I learned that, had I kept going, I’d have been confronted with sixty pages of Galt’s Speech, so I consider myself lucky to have quit when I did.
Ulysses–which I’ve started three or more times–but I swear I’ll finish it by June 16th this year!
One day when I was too tired to sleep, my wife suggested that I should read Remembrance of Things Past. The first chapter, however, is all about being tortured by the inability to sleep–which drove any possibility of sleeping that day out the window.