Have you ever finished a book and loved it so much you went right back and started re-reading it again?
I can’t say that I’ve ever done this. There certainly are a few times when I’ve wanted to, but I’ve always had so many books in my TBR pile that I can’t justify it to myself. Here are a few books that almost got me to do it, though.
Lament: The Faerie Queen’s Deception by Maggie Stiefvater
Hoo-boy did I love this book. Lyrical, lovely, with faeries that I loved and that terrified me at the same time. I didn’t reread it because there was a companion-book/sequel, so I chose to start that instead. And I ended up loving the sequel more.
Persuasion by Jane Austen
My absolute favorite Austen book. I could probably read it end to end to end if I didn’t restrain myself. This last time I read it I was particularly inclined to start it over again, but I was moving and getting rid of books, so I passed it on to a friend. Of course now I miss it like mad.
Life Murder of Bindy Mackenzie by Jaclyn Moriarty
Jaclyn Moriarty is a master of the epistolary novel—and she’s a master at tricking you, too. Every single one of her books has had me shocked at the twists she employs at the end of her books, usually making you see a character in a totally different light than you had throughout the rest of the book, and Bindy is her best, I think. All her books are interconnected, too, which makes for a LOT of fun.
Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky
I really love this book. I don’t know what it is about it, exactly. It’s not that I over-sympathize with Raskalnikov—he’s a murderer with a Napoleon complex—but Dostoevsky so deftly navigates the depths of the human experience in this book, and every small character has such a beautiful part to play, that I really just love reading the novel. I’ve read it three times, and each time I’ve wanted to turn it over again and start from the beginning.
There’s also the obligatory nod to Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë, my absolute favorite novel, that one I just from beginning to end—yes, I even love childhood Jane and blind Rochester. But that I’ve talked about at length before, so I’ll just let it go at that.
So, that’s me. What about you?