My husband is very much a plot-driven reader. He can read the most poorly-written dreck on the shelf, but it if has an interesting story he'll stay with it. He doesn't understand exactly why I'll take a book back to the library unread even if the story's interesting because I couldn't force myself through the bad writing. (He's the same way with movies and acting/directing.) Fiction isn't his main thing; he prefers non-fiction, and I think the two facts are rooted together: He doesn't read for enjoyment of the experience; he reads for results. I'm SO not like that.