Badly Written – Random Reminiscence

Like watching a train
Must know how this story ends
Can’t look away now


What used to happen to me no matter what book it was I picked up. Mostly, I was thinking about this one novel that used to belong to my Granny Martha. I thought, “Oh! It might be interesting!”

It is the only book that I have ever thrown away.

And I don’t mean send to DI or another thrift store.

No.

I tied it up in a bag and walked it out to the garbage can outside.

To this day, I wish I’d already learned the lesson that you don’t have to finish a book just because you’ve already read half of it.