A while back, there was a bit of drama here on my little blog. There was an author (who shall remain nameless so their fans don’t show up with the pitch-forks again) that I skipped over on a book of the month poll. I only put 10 books on each poll, and this particular author was one I had never read before and I really didn’t think much about not listing her new release. Well, there was an influx of rabid fans and questions about my competence, both of which are fine, but it did make me push that particular author up my TBR list. I figured with that many die-hard fans, I must really be missing out.
Nope. I picked up the first book of her first series, and had to DNF it. I did make myself get to the 50% mark before I quit, but it was tough going. And I spent most of that 50% wanting to slap the female lead. Repeatedly. The dude didn’t do it for me, either, and I wasn’t even interested enough to see how things wrapped up. So, I figured that it must be just me, and I picked up the next book. And it was more of the same. I am not saying that they are bad books, but for whatever reason they just don’t work for me. And believe me, I am in the vast minority on that one, since this particular author is very, very well liked.
Just when I caught myself getting ready to buy the third book, figuring that this would be the one, I put the brakes on. I was feeling guilty for not enjoying the works of said author, which was silly. To each their own, and this one just isn’t for me. Have you ever been in the same boat, trying to make yourself like something that just doesn’t work for you because you feel you should? How many tries to you give it before you cry surrender and move on? What popular series just don’t work for you?