Just can't get into it....

I've started, and put down, and picked up again, and finally given up on the following books recently

I've had this book on reserve for months. It took ages to come in, and I started it, but just can't get into it.
The narrative style is a series of letters from Eva to her estranged husband. Kevin is their son, who when he was 15, went into his High School with a gun and shot his fellow students and a teacher.
Its an interesting premise, but somehow, I think the letter style really irked me. It gives no opportunity for anyone else's POV. I guess thats also its attraction as an author, and it can't be an easy style to write in either.
Not for me unfortunately.


This book was meant to be great. I wanted it to be amazing.
Ever since I read Infidel, I have wanted to read this. Its a bit of a discourse on Muslim women, but for me it read as more of a lecture.
Again, I just couldn't get into it.
I think it was because I felt like I was being lectured, which can be the difficulty in trying to get your point across about something that the listener doesn't neccessarily fully comprehend and that you're passionate about to boot.


Another book I saw in a book shop, and read the blurb thinking it would be a really interesting read. I think if I was more into colonial history, it would have been. AS it stands though, I'm not, so it wasn't as good a read as I'd hoped.
Unfortunately, on the back of the other few I couldn't really get into, it was a bigger disappointment than it might otherwise have been.
I started at the beginning, and each chapter is dedicated to a mistake. The first chapter is the landing of the British.
Yep.
So I read a few, not an interesting as I'd hoped, thought if I went to the end it might inspire me a bit more.
Last chapter, Gough Whitlam.
Yep, thats the most recent thing covered. So it ended up a bit of a fizzer.

*sigh*
It was all quite disappointing.