You wanted to read the book, you were excited to crack it open, you came into it with good faith and anticipation… but you ended up dnf-ing it. Which book and why?
Mine was The Maid by Nita Prose. It was for my book club and looked like a fun murder mystery. Instead I got instant manic-pixie-dream-neurodivergent-girl vibes, and I noped out before the crime scene was even found.
James Joyce - Ulysses. I was 17 or so. I tried but it went well over my head. I mean … it was in a different galaxy. Haven’t tried it since, though I’m thinking that maybe I should one day before I die.