I don't listen well

Lately I've been hooked on books on tape. I finished The Hero and the Crown a few days ago, and I can't think of another book to listen to. See, here's the thing: I'm a terrible listener. I can't take in stories that I haven't read before. Even when people rattle off phone numbers to me, I have to think a little bit. So following a plot, for fun, on tape? Forget it.
Also, I'm picky about my books on tape. I won't listen to a book that I didn't enjoy reading, or anything that I consider badly written. So now I'm stuck. Some of my favorite authors, and those who write well, aren't on tape. And I'm not about to listen to Meg Cabot (or someone else whose books I enjoy, but who isn't a great stylist), just because I'm desperate. I struggled through P.S. Longer Letter Later and Snail Mail no More this year already, and that's my quota of irritating books on tape.
Still reading Clover. Man, she's insipid!