I've only had two that I really couldn't stand. One I finished because my grandson saw me working on it and really liked it. So, I sandwiched it, quilted it, and bound it. And he loves it, it's on his bed and he sleeps under it every night. And guess what? I still don't like it at all! The other was a large table cloth to go with the colors in my dining room. I got as far as stitching on the last row of blocks and just gave up. That was five years ago and I take it out every once in a while but can't get myself to finish it.
I believe this happens to all artists in every areas. Some things just don't work out.