I finally finished American Gods.
Sometime earlier this year, or maybe it was in December because I have a hard time keeping track, I started reading the book American Gods by Neil Gaiman. I had read one other Neil Gaiman book prior to starting this one (I went through Neverwhere so fast...), but I could almost sense that there would be something a bit more epic about American Gods. I had a "my body is ready" moment (which was really like "my mind is ready"), and so I started to read it on my Kindle (which I named Kindle Cumberbatch for shits and giggles).
What ensued was a game of teasing my book, in which I would read for extensive lengths of time, only to put the book down for weeks. Then, I would pick it up again for a few minutes, put it down, pick it up for a few minutes, then put it down again. The length of time between each reading session steadily grew, and I found myself so close to the end the other day that I decided it was time to finally finish it. I have had so many books piled up in my "to read" list, anyway.
You know that feeling you get when you finally finish a book? I suppose it's different for everyone, but for me it's this enormous sense of satisfaction, like I actually accomplished something, even if it wasn't something that I created. (Though if you want to get philosophical, you could say that it's something the author completes only once someone else has read it.)
Well, I unfortunately did not feel accomplished. I felt like I had taken way too long. American Gods is by no means what I would consider to be light reading, and taking frequent and long breaks kind of left me in the dust in terms of understanding a lot of the context in the story. If you ever plan on reading this book, I highly recommend that you do not put it down for as long as I did. I do plan on re-reading it, but I want to tackle some of the other books that have been on my reading list first.
Have you ever had an experience like this while reading a book? One that took a long time to get through?