I just finished reading Catherine Hapka's Something Borrowed this week. It was a book I started on May 2, 2010. Granted, I'm a bit of a slow reader, but this one took an exceptionally long time to finish. Partly because I had other things I wanted to get done and partly because reading this book felt like a chore. I wasn't enjoying it at all - the main character, Ava, was really irritating me and her older sister was such a bridezilla. As they say, "I get too attached to fictional characters".
What I realized is that my ultimate goal wasn't to enjoy the book, but to just finish the book. I wanted to like it - I wanted Ava to realize that going stag to her sister's wedding wasn't the end of the world. But *spoiler alert* she never realized that. She still floated around (in a PG-rated way) from guy to guy with hopes of finding the perfect date to the wedding. In the process, she basically did a social face-plant.