This reminds me of when I read Benjamin Franklin's autobiography about 25 years ago. It was the most fascinating book I'd ever read - until I got to the half way point and it suddenly became (and stayed) boring.

I couldn't figure it out. How could that possible happen?

Then I read later that he was just keeping a journal. Someone saw it and said he ought to write it up for publication. That event corresponded to the halfway point in the book.... grin

Lotta truth in your chapter, Harriet....

Scott