I'm going to preface this by saying that I give every book the benefit of the doubt. With nearly everything I read, I expect it to be good because it's published or because I spent my money on it. This is called trust, folks. I probably have too much of it. (Alright - not going to lie. I hate YA dystopia so I go into it believing that it will be an utter work of failure. Phew. Got that off my chest.)
Lately, I've been consistently disappointed by nearly everything I read. I believe the hype. I rave about how DESPERATELY I need it on my shelves. I research it to the point where I've spoiled myself without actually realizing it. Although, I'll admit sometimes I do that on purpose since I don't handle surprises well. And here, with all this build-up, all I want is one mind-blowing book every few months. Not hard to deliver considering I give so many chances up all the time, you know? Come on, books. I want a good ratio. Maybe every 1 out of 30 is so fantastical that I actually want to shit myself. Is that too much to ask?
I know what you're all saying:
Well, SUCKS because I want amazing ALL THE TIME and I think we can all understand that.