Not for me.

Thursday, January 9, 2025

My wife loves the videos on YouTube by Emmymade. They are a bit hard to describe, but a recurring routine is that Emmy will do taste-reacts, where she eats a food - usually something out of the ordinary, like Hard Boiled Egg Chocolate Pudding. She likes lots of these things, and says so. But she goes to long lengths to not say she hates something. A sure sign she was unimpressed is she will say, “That’s not my favorite.”

In a similar vein, I hate to talk bad about a book I did not enjoy. Not all books are for everyone, and some books are just not written with me in mind. That isn’t the author’s fault, and it doesn’t mean it isn’t the ideal book for someone else. So, when I just cannot finish a book, or when I sometimes finish when I should have quit, my default descriptor is, “That just wasn’t for me.”