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.
I literally just finished Twilight over the weekend, maybe on Thanksgiving. I recently, at 37, have watched the movies for the first time and was convinced by my younger millennial coworkers to read the books. I won’t be reading further than the one book.
I borrowed it from Libby and only got through it because I really allowed myself to lean into the absurdity of it all. Sending screenshots of highlighted passages to one of my best friends and getting his no-context reactions was also very motivating. Otherwise I would have put it down 10 pages in.