As I’m starting to create my list for the Re-Readathon ( a weekend dedicated to re-reading books at your own pace) I’m beginning to get a little bit nervous. You’d think that nerves would be the last thing I’d be feeling as I prepare to visit some old friends and fall so familiarly in their pages…but I have this fear and I don’t know if it’s rational or irrational.
I am terrified that I’m going to pick up some favorites or books that I REALLY loved and find out that I just don’t love them like I first did. I wonder if maybe since then I’ve read better books or if I’ve grown out of them or I got so caught up in the RIDE of the book that maybe it wasn’t quite that awesome anymore. I mean, obviously it’s not a horrible problem as I keep adding new favorite books and loved books to the metaphorical pile of Sacred To Jamie Books but seriously I’ll probably start to have an existential crisis if I find myself falling out of love with my favorite books. Ok, I have a flair for the dramatic here but does anybody else understand what I’m feeling?
So have you ever fallen out of love with books that you loved or were favorites upon rereading them? What do you think changed for you that made it a different experience? Have you just read better books? Grown out of the book or the genre? Or was it just a book that was a strong experience for you but upon rereading there were some major flaws?