So, you're wondering how I'm doing with
My Book Group friend, Amy (the one who chose this monstrosity), stopped by today. "How was it?" I asked.
"Well, nobody read the book, except me, and I stayed up until 3 in the morning the night before to finish it." (Amy doesn't work right now and just returned from a month in Brazil, but I don't hate her or anything.)
A-ha. I'm not alone in my failure to live up to a commitment.
The difference between the other women in the group and my own twisted self is that they have long since moved on to their next read. I'm still nose first in The Brothers K every night. I have to finish it. I have to finish every book I start. Just have to.
Amy says it gets much better in the second half. "Can't put it down," she said.
I had no plans to do so.