Some people read one book at a time; others juggle three—a novel on the nightstand, nonfiction on the commute, poetry in waiting rooms. Neither approach is wrong; what breaks the habit is guilt about speed or page count.
Digital devices make carrying a library trivial, yet paper still wins for many readers who like margins for notes and the sense of progress as the right-hand stack shrinks. Libraries remain one of the best deals in any town: curated shelves and quiet chairs for the cost of a card.
Abandoning a book halfway is not failure—it is editing your attention. Life is short; the stack is long. Finishing what moves you, and setting aside what does not, keeps reading a pleasure instead of a chore.