A few months ago, my husband and I were browsing through a bookstore and he found a copy of The Catcher in the Rye. Despite his poor track record for finishing books (he averages maybe one per year) he bought it. He read the first two chapters, then put the book down and forgot all about it. Being the thrifty person that I am, I couldn’t stand for the book to go unread after having plunked down $7.99 for it. So, despite the fact that I’d read it back in high school and not thought much of it, I picked it up. And, from the first line, I was hooked. What an amazing voice. How had I missed this back in high school?
It got me thinking–if my reading tastes had changed so much that a book I could barely remember reading was now one of my favorites, what about those books I loved back in high school? I went back and reread a few of my favorites. Some were just as awesome as I remembered (Yes, Fall into Darkness by Christopher Pike–I’m talking about you.). Some didn’t appeal to me any longer, but I could understand why my high-school self liked them. And some were a complete mystery. What was it about the book with zero character development and barely coherent sentences that I had loved at age 15?
One thing stood out about the books I still loved. They were each quite well written in their own way. In some, every word was a thing of perfect beauty. Some were so tightly paced I couldn’t stand to put the book down until I had read through to the end. Some had dialog that perfectly captured the characters and had me laughing out loud. But, in every case, the author brought the story alive for me, so that I wasn’t just reading it, I was experiencing it. And that’s something I’ll come back for again and again.
What books did you love when you were younger? Are there any that you still read today? What is it about a book that holds your attention after you already know how the plot will play out?
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As a mom, I’m loving reading childhood favorites to my daughter. Watership Down was a book I first read at 11, and read yearly for a good while after that. I hadn’t read it for years when I decided to read it to my ten-year-old daughter, and it was still as wonderful and beautiful and scary and funny as I remembered, and my daughter and I both cried together at the end.
In romance, my favorite of all time is probably Patricia Gaffney’s To Love and To Cherish…lost it, but bought a used copy a few months ago, and WOW… every bit as wonderful as I remembered. Just a perfectly-written book all the way through.
My husband’s a big reader, too, and neither of us ever wants to get rid of a book…. we’re drowning in ‘em.
I’m enjoying reading some old favorites with my son too. We’re only up to Dr. Seuss so far, but I have a bunch of my elementary school and junior high favorites ready for when he’s old enough. (Yes, the bookshelves are overflowing.) So far he seems to like books better than television. Hopefully that will last.
I can’t wait until my daughter’s old enough for the Harry Potter series. I plan to make it the bedtime reading, one chapter at a time, when she’s ready.
And I know it’s a terrible, terrible title, but “Scrub, Dog of Alaska” was one of my favorite childhood books (read it in the 5th grade and loved it so much that when my teacher asked me to recommend a book to read to the class–yes, I was bookworm, even then–I recommended it). That became *the* book for the 5th grade read-aloud period for years. I’ve since purchased the book and am waiting until my daughter is old enough for it (years to go, but I’m patient that way
Oh, I LOVED reading Harry Potter to my daughter (the 7th book came out on her 10th birthday, and we went to one of those midnight release parties). I can’t wait til my son is old enough!
I can’t wait until my son is old enough for Harry Potter–it’s a perfect read-out-loud book. When it first came out I hadn’t been read aloud to in…well, it was a long time…but my mom and I took turns reading it to each other and it was so much fun.