Enough with the whinning already!!!

Today I'd been trying so damn hard to wade through Unbreak My Heart to the end before giving up. Sadly, it was an attempt to no avail 'cause I only managed to finish more than half of the book. Man! What is this trend of moaning and moaning about grief or how miserable their life had been or how unfair life was pages after pages without reprieve in fiction these days? There was this other book which was even worse when the hero did nothing other than pouring out his sad, sad life with his mother and family to basically strangers in the defense of being used to those therapies where you are left with no privacy at all for your life. It's as if the guy was begging for attention and pity. Eww! I don't care if the book was highly rated or not, but with such a no back-bone hero, I could not get on with the story; I ended up dropping it. Ah, I remember, it's Saugatuck Summer. That's the name of the book I was describing above. 
To be fair, Unbreak My Heart isn't too bad, so I may revisit it to finish the mission. I guess I'm just tired of all those grieving things and no plot progress. The guy, Brett, kept asking the other guy, JT, to wait 'cause he couldn't handle any love interest at the moment. Brett moped all the time. And JT, seriously guy, if you don't have to guts to love, then don't. JT needed a guarantee that Brett must reciprocate his interest before he decided to go for it. What the...??? So if Brett was still in his mourning phase and wasn't able to snap out of it, you would simply leave him alone there to face his devil? What a dedicated lover you are, JT! Besides, they'd known each other for, I suppose, more than a month or so. And JT remarked that the wait had been long. Well, I probably might have got the time wrong, but it wouldn't be over three months of their acquaintances, and I say it's still damn short to know someone, let alone falling in love with another person who'd lost someone dear to his heart. 
Anyway, Unbreak My Heart isn't repulsive to me. It's just sort of tiresome, at least for me at the moment. Besides, I've noticed myself reading mostly books abstinent of sex these days. I might not have much interest in erotic fiction which had almost zero substance, but I'm not exactly looking for clean romance or something. Nay, vows of chastity ain't for me *wink*. LOL :))