Saying Goodbye to This Book

One thing I find most troubling about my adventures with reading is putting down the books that I don't like. I feel like (most) books deserve the chance to get better. In some cases, this works brilliantly, like my struggles with Gone Girl and the exciting, hooking climax I can't regret reading. In other cases, like Origin by Jessica Khoury, it was a waste of my time struggling through the story. I've put down two books in my life, Diary of Anne Frank and a book I've forgotten the title to because it was so bad. Unfortunately, I believe I'm going to be adding another title to this tiny list. The Last Time We Say Goodbye has turned out to be the most mind-numbing book I've attempted to trudge through. I can tell it's going to a climax, but the build is so slow. I'm constantly learning meaningless information that won't help me better understand the character or the story. Maybe I'm missing something, but from what I can tell there's no real focus. This book is not organized at all. It's random and follows no real plot. I often find myself wondering why I need the information I'm being force fed. On top of all of this, the main character is not interesting. The only characteristic she has is having lost her brother. She is defined by that. There is nothing more to Lexie Riggs than the fact that her brother committed suicide and she has to deal with it now. I am incredibly frustrated by this. This story could be executed so well, but instead, there is no story.