I just DNF-ed my first DNF of 2012!
Translation for the non-book blogging folk: Did Not Finish a book.
About half an hour ago (now an hour as I publish this post), I returned home from an overnight shift of volunteering at a hospice. I took an audiobook with me on my iPod Shuffle in the hopes that it would help me pass the time. Unfortunately, it only helped time drag.
The audiobook was Sixkill by Robert P. Parker as read by Joe Mantegna. I had taken the print version out of the library previously but didn’t get to it…and also had downloaded the audiobook from the library on an earlier occasion but didn’t get to it that time either. Two warning signs, and I ignored them both.
On my way home, I thought that I would listen to the rest of the audiobook when I got here, especially since I thought I only had about five minutes left. However, when I went to queue up the book on the computer where I had left off, I learned I still had two hours left (of just over five hours total) and know not only because I need to go to bed, but also because I really don’t think I can take much more of it, that I won’t be finishing it.
Why? I’ll be honest that it isn’t Mantegna’s narration, which while isn’t great isn’t as bad as the story — which I am sad to say because I have liked other Spensers written by Parker, now deceased. After three hours, the story isn’t going anywhere, plus while in print, the word “said” might be a good word when using dialogue, hearing it over and over (and over), I wish for a “remarked” or “replied” once in a while. I know it’s best to keep it simple, but for some reason, the word was really getting on my nerves.
So why did I stick with it so long? Maybe because I was tired and was out of my mind. Or maybe because I thought I hoped it would get better, but it just didn’t. I even fell asleep once (although that can’t be blamed completely on Parker or Mantegna as much as I didn’t get much sleep before I went last night). Also instead of sticking just with Spenser’s narration of the story as he usually does, Parker attempted something new: giving the backstory of the character named Sixkill, a Native American bodyguard for a celebrity accused of murder. It just didn’t work for me.
At least, this year — unlike last year where I started with a string of DNFs before finishing my first book of the year — I already finished one book: The Talented Mr. Ripley by Patricia Highsmith. I had planned to read Cover Her Face, the first Adam Dalgliesh mystery, by P.D. James for my second book of the year and should have stuck with that plan. Now hopefully I’ll be starting it later today.
Have you had any DNFs yet this year? If so, what were they and why?
This marks the second time this week I’ve written tangentially about volunteering at the hospice. The first time was with this post: Experiencing premature mental decline is not a laughing matter.