There was a time when I loved reading novels. I devoured anything from whodunits to science fiction and I particularly loved Australian crime novels. The one day I noticed that I had begun to lose interest in the books that I was reading. I’d get to a certain point and then just put it aside and never take it up again.
I didn’t think much of it then because I became too involved in other things but a couple of weeks ago I bought another Australian crime novel and jumped into it straight away only to put it down in disgust. And that was when I realised why I had stopped reading novels before.
I had found a point where the author’s research was lacking and a simple mistake damaged the book’s credibility. It was something that should have been picked up by the editor or proof reader but wasn’t and it had spoiled the whole book for me.
