I feel like I return to the subject of DNFing books a lot, and the only explanation I have for this is that I’m still not 100% sure of where I stand on the issue. Working out whether to ditch a book halfway through is the point at which two of my life’s major anxieties intersect; it’s where my FOMO meets my fear of not having enough time to read all the books I want (or FONHETTRATBIW for short – catchy, no?). If I don’t finish a book I panic that I’m going to miss out on some massive payoff or reward at the end, but what about all those wasted hours that could have been spent with other books if that payoff never comes? It’s a dilemma – made even worse when the book in question comes highly recommended or is one of those books you should have read. I’m highly susceptible to public opinion, and often sceptical of my own. How would I know whether a book is crap or not – if someone on Book Riot tells me it’s good, then it’s good. End of.
Which is where having a book blog, and reading other people’s book blogs has really come in handy. Before I started writing on this here blog, I was a solid finisher – regardless of time and enjoyment. I finished books. That’s what I did, because that’s what serious readers do.
But the more time I spend in the bookish blogosphere the more I realise how misguided I have been. There are people who call themselves serious readers DNFing the shit out of books every day – so why shouldn’t I? It’s a scary and anxious realisation, but also a freeing one and since I’ve come to it, I too have DNFed with abandon.
And while it still takes me perhaps longer into a book than it should before I’m prepared to give it up, and it may cause the odd week of sleepless nights while I come to terms with my FOMO – in the end, I think I’m better off this way. I mean, no one ever learned anything from finishing The Scarlet Letter did they? 😉
Categories: Book life