Perfume by Patrick Süskind was assigned during one of my lit classes. It was a weird read that I remember somewhat enjoying though it was 10+ years ago and I don’t remember what stood out to me.
Then a girlfriend at the time a few years later recommended Johnny Got His Gun and that was a tough read. I don’t think I enjoyed it much but was happy to have read it I suppose.
I’m a much more boring reader outside of these examples and maybe even those examples show that
Hah. I’m pretty much at the same point as you currently. I have seen here frequently that people say that it’s worth powering through so I’m powering through. For me it’s fluctuated between “staying up two hours later than I usually do because I can’t put it down” and “I really hope it picks back up again” a few times already