Have you ever gotten a book that you wanted to read and partway through, you just gave up and stopped? Yet another book, dumped into your “graveyard of unfinished books.”
This happened to me in the middle of reading The Two Towers. Goblins, anyone?
It’s interesting how when we were children, the world was filled with endless possibilities. We grew up thinking – no, knowing – that someday we would be famous and rich, with the world at our feet. We weren’t sure of the steps that it would take, but somehow it would happen eventually.