It is inevitable to not stumble upon a book that sounds great but that you just can’t bring the muster to finish. Sadly, Benazir Bhutto might be next.

My reading choices used to be quite limited. To be honest I was very picky, and still today, I tend to go in periods (as with everything else) of what to read. But when I do pick up a book and flip the first ten pages – I can’t help feeling obligated to finish. Finishing a book that I find really difficult implicitly means jumping a few pages here or there – and it always makes me wonder if I truly can say that I’ve read the book afterwards.

Lately I’ve been trying to break new ground. Easier said than done, perhaps. Up until recently I was very into historical fiction – old mysteries of ancient books/legends – for a while I even snowed in on witch-related stories (much thanks to the wonderful tv-series Charmed). But I’ve also started to read some autobiographies, classical suspence novels and also gone back to my old favourite author Stephen King. But if I said it was easy, it isn’t. It’s hard to find books that really grabs your attention – and when something does, I tend to stick with that author/genre for a few more books.

At the beginning of this year, I entered a book circle in my town, and the reading table is filled with a lot of ”true stories” from africa, middle-east etc. So, I fell onto Benazir Bhuttos’ autobiography ”Daughter of the East” some time ago. It had gotten great reviews and I was hoping it would be as interesting and inspiring as some of the other middle-east/asian books I’ve read. For example, I loved ”Wild Swans” by Jung Chang. I’ve come 20 % into ”Daughter’s of the East” and I’m trying to force myself to pick it up again. I even left it to read ”The Thirteenth Tale” by Diane Setterfield inbetween, but now it’s even harder to imagine finishing Benazir Bhuttos praised life story.