It’s happened to all of us. You pick up a book you’ve been looking forward to, a “smart” book that everyone and their mother has loved, settle down with it, start reading, and …
You hate it.
Or maybe you don’t hate it, but you certainly don’t love it like everyone else seems to. And you can’t help but ask yourself, “Is it me? Am I just not smart enough for this book?””
I always tell myself (or others who have come to me with this concern): it’s not the right book for you right now. Maybe it will be someday, maybe it won’t. Let’s find you something you’ll enjoy, instead.