I have to confess: I have not gone back to read more of Magic Mountain since, well, the end of my first read-a-thon the first Saturday in January. I'm stuck at 250 or so pages, and every time I look at it on the bookshelf next t o my reading chair, I feel a) guilty about not finishing it, and b) not interested enough to get going again on reading it. Why?
Yes, indeed, why? When I told one of my colleagues, a medievalist, that I was starting MM, and she got very excited. She told me it is her favorite novel, and how much she loves it. I haven't been able to see the source of that excitement yet.
I know it's an important modernist novel. And at some level, it is (somewhat) interesting. But, uh, I haven't pushed through it.
I feel like I can't abandon this one--especially because I made very public my progress through it during the read-a-thon. I feel like I have to finish it.
So what book have you started over the last few months that you can't seem finish?