It’s almost impossible for me not to finish a book once I start it. No matter how dull, poorly written, unecessary it is.
But I am making a mid-year resolution to ditch bad books. Reading hours are far too precious to spend them reading anything less than spectacular.
And so I say good bye to Rosa Montero’s “Dictadoras,” on the lovers of history’s most evil men, and say HELLO to “White Teeth” by Zadie Smith. After the first chapter on Stalin, I confirmed that “Dictadoras” is unduly unimportant. Plus, I’ve been meaning to read Smith’s debut novel since college.
More to follow.