> The Gulag is brilliant, but its too long and depressing (Ive never made it past half way through the first book).
Well look at that, common ground! I've always been a compulsive reader -- up until I was about forty, forty-five, an obsessive-compulsive one: if I'd started a book, I'd finish it.
Except for a very few works. Weirdly, come to think of it, all three (that I can recall now) of them were recommendations from my best friend since lower-middle school, whose taste I still trust and whose recommendations I'd still follow -- but whose literary stamina I apparently lack.
We were assigned to read Denisovich in or just before our lower teens, and I found it quite good and interesting. After that, he read The Gulag Archipelago and said it was good, so I tried... That's the first book I can recall giving up on.
Sometime in our teens we read TLOTR, which he followed up with The Silmarillion. Strike two. Then, sometime in our twenties or thirties, he recommended Proust's In Search of Lost Time. Strike three (and you're out?).
I'm tempted by -- but dreading! -- Stephen King's The Dark Tower... OTOH, lots of other people also seem to be recommending that. And I've gotten past "my gotta finish it" fixation. So maybe, after all.