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Re-Reading

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I checked in at the Booking Through Thursday blog, which is the host for a weekly book meme or blogging prompt. Here is this week’s prompt:

I’ve asked before if you re-read your books (feel free to recap), but right now I want to know if that habit has changed? Did you, for example, reread more as a child and your access to new books was limited by how often you could convince your mother to take you to the library? Has the economy affected your access so that you’re forced to reread more often now? Have you grown to look at old books as old friends so that you’re happy to spend time with them rather than rushing the next new thing?

I always re-read my favorites—The Great Gatsby, The Master and Margarita, East of Eden, and The Remains of the Day, to name a few. I’m appalled by readers and book bloggers who think re-reading is a waste of time because there is “so many books but so little time.” Let’s face it: you can never read every book ever published, not even every book in your preferred genre. Re-reading IS an indulgence, but it’s not a waste of time. You could read a book a day for the rest of your life and still not make it through even a quarter of the titles published in 2013 in the UK alone. But does quantity really matter? Re-reading is more a guilty pleasure. I first encountered the aforementioned titles when I was younger—mostly in my college years. Ever since then I have re-read them every once in a while. With each re-reading, the books open up further and resonate differently. Good literature never exhausts its possibilities and meaning. They bestow fresh gifts every time their spines are cracked—they grow in me. At this moment, I’m desperately in need of a re-read since I’m very annoyed and irritated by the current book, infested with skewered hyper-intellectualism and annotated references. (If you know what book it is?)

One Response

  1. I’m a huge rereader, not as much since I started blogging, but why would you not want to revisit friends you fell in love with.

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