A little explanation...
Usually I try to avoid reading things twice. I'm not sure why, I think it might have to do with a generalised panic about there not being enough hours in a lifetime. When I rarely do it, its usually a book that I found annoyingly incomprehensive...and am too stubborn to admit defeat.
But lately I thought I would revisit some books - a pretty random selection, but one's that stuck in my mind at various points in my life. Especially children's books - or books that I read as a child anyway.
Two brief examples:
The Outsiders - by S.E.Hinton
This book blew my mind as a young teen. I fell desperately in love with Ponyboy, and without even being aware of it, and totally in spite of the fact that the culture and environment for the tale was completely alien to me, I'm quite sure that a certain tragic-romanticness rubbed off and influenced my early life and socialisation.
On the second read (recent) -- I still enjoyed the book, and could vaguely 'see' what I must have found so entrancing the first time around, but having grown up signficantly, at least in age, in the meantime, I seem to have lost that direct connection to the story's angst and deliciousness. Which made me a little sad.
Animal Farm - by George Orwell
I really enjoyed this book as a kid. I thought it was hilarious, with a few sad bits thrown in. And although any deeper political analogies went sailing over my head, it had a certain air of mysteriousness about it that has since sprung into my mind occasionally. In the sense that perhaps through the story, I was learning something (possibly taboo?) about adults that I shouldn't really know...and didn't quite understand.
On the second read (also recently) I found it wholly depressing through adult, more cynical eyes. A little simplistic at times, but hard to deny the genius and the simple effective storytelling. So still a thumbs up, but also sad to realise how my own change from naive to, errr...less naive, both makes the story better in this case, but also makes looking at life a little more painful.
I plan to carry on revisiting a selection of remembered books, but it just got me wondering about my motives.... To re-experience an intense historic emotional state? To explore the connection between the younger me, and the one reading now....what has changed about myself?
So...I guess the questions would be.
1. Do you like to re-read books? Why or why not?
2. Are there any particular books that you feel thoroughly influenced a period of your life, but on the second read (later) you can't quite see why, or you've changed so much that its a completely different experience?
Best
Aeryn
Usually I try to avoid reading things twice. I'm not sure why, I think it might have to do with a generalised panic about there not being enough hours in a lifetime. When I rarely do it, its usually a book that I found annoyingly incomprehensive...and am too stubborn to admit defeat.
But lately I thought I would revisit some books - a pretty random selection, but one's that stuck in my mind at various points in my life. Especially children's books - or books that I read as a child anyway.
Two brief examples:
The Outsiders - by S.E.Hinton
This book blew my mind as a young teen. I fell desperately in love with Ponyboy, and without even being aware of it, and totally in spite of the fact that the culture and environment for the tale was completely alien to me, I'm quite sure that a certain tragic-romanticness rubbed off and influenced my early life and socialisation.
On the second read (recent) -- I still enjoyed the book, and could vaguely 'see' what I must have found so entrancing the first time around, but having grown up signficantly, at least in age, in the meantime, I seem to have lost that direct connection to the story's angst and deliciousness. Which made me a little sad.
Animal Farm - by George Orwell
I really enjoyed this book as a kid. I thought it was hilarious, with a few sad bits thrown in. And although any deeper political analogies went sailing over my head, it had a certain air of mysteriousness about it that has since sprung into my mind occasionally. In the sense that perhaps through the story, I was learning something (possibly taboo?) about adults that I shouldn't really know...and didn't quite understand.
On the second read (also recently) I found it wholly depressing through adult, more cynical eyes. A little simplistic at times, but hard to deny the genius and the simple effective storytelling. So still a thumbs up, but also sad to realise how my own change from naive to, errr...less naive, both makes the story better in this case, but also makes looking at life a little more painful.
I plan to carry on revisiting a selection of remembered books, but it just got me wondering about my motives.... To re-experience an intense historic emotional state? To explore the connection between the younger me, and the one reading now....what has changed about myself?
So...I guess the questions would be.
1. Do you like to re-read books? Why or why not?
2. Are there any particular books that you feel thoroughly influenced a period of your life, but on the second read (later) you can't quite see why, or you've changed so much that its a completely different experience?
Best
Aeryn
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