Reading Revisited

A few weeks ago when I finished arranging all the book on my new bookshelves, my husband asked me how many of them I had read.

“Well, all of them, of course!” I answered, somewhat surprised that he even had to ask. I do have a separate shelf for library books and review books, and I’ve been doing a great job of keeping that under control (yes, that’s me patting myself on the back). I might have a huge TBR list in my mind, but  everything placed on my shelves right now has been read – at least once, and often more than once.

I’m a big re-reader. In fact, as I was unpacking books and organizing them, I started getting all kinds of urges to re-read this one, and then that one, and then this other one…

It all started me thinking about re-reading, and thinking led to writing, and   – well, here’s the result, in an essay at All Things Girl today. Here’s a snippet to get you started. Read it, and maybe you’ll be inspired to revisit an old friend from your bookshelves too.

Why shouldn’t we return to those wonderful stories we loved the first time we read them? Would we consign a Monet painting to a dark closet after seeing it once? Would we leave the concert hall after hearing a Beethoven Symphony and say “I know how that sounds so I need never listen to it again”? Of course we return to the music and works of art that move our spirits, bringing fresh eyes and ears to the familiar melodies and images. Why shouldn’t we do the same with literature?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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3 thoughts on “Reading Revisited

  1. I’m a big believer in re-reading books and re-viewing old movies. I watched an old Neil Simon movie last weekend – Chapter Two (1979). Most people remember The Goodbye Girl (1977), but Chapter Two was my fave. When we re-read books at different stages of our lives, we see them through new eyes.

  2. Since I’m a margin-writer and note-maker, re-reading books can be an exploration into my own history. There’s nothing quite like seeing what I thought the first time through, sometimes as much as twenty years ago, and what struck me last year.

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