Showing posts with label read again. Show all posts
Showing posts with label read again. Show all posts

Monday, May 27, 2019

Why do I keep reading these books?

by Patricia Hamill

Why do I keep reading these books over and over?

Back in the day (read pre-ebook), it was because those were the books on my shelf. I already owned them. They were there. I was there. It was like destiny.

Well, maybe not exactly like destiny. Would you buy convenience?

Great. Moving on.

For today though, why?

If you follow my blog (or my Twitter or Goodreads profile), you've probably seen a few things pop up over and over, and let me tell you, that's just the tip of the iceberg. I don't always post my re-reads. Especially not before Goodreads started letting them count towards the annual reading challenge.

I wish I had an answer for you, but it's a bit hard to pin down. Perhaps it has to do with the story. Or maybe my mood. Perhaps it's a reset between challenging reads. Or maybe a time delay, you know, like the story must be read every x years and always from the beginning. Or it could be that a new installment came out (again, must read from beginning, must!).

Really, it's any and all of these things.

Let's take The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings. I've read these four books so many times I've lost count. Even though I know what's going to happen, I don't care. For this one it's a mix between nostalgia and the need to remind myself why I fell in love with epic fantasy. I first read these books as a tween, sitting in my room, following first Bilbo and then Frodo on their quests. To this day, I can still recall the chills from that first reading when the Ringwraiths made their first appearance.



On par with these, but a much greater investment in time, are the Wheel of Time books. 

Good golly, there are so many! And each one of them is like reading all of the LOTR books. For this one, the re-reads were necessary. These things are not only massive, but complex, interrelated, and brilliant. To keep up, I had to be fresh. Every time a new one came out, I was picking up The Eye of the World to start over from the top. By the last book, A Memory of Light, book 14, yes 14, of this series that literally takes up an entire shelf in my house, catching up was a year and a half investment in time. I must admit that on that last reading I gave up on the re-reads around book 6 and jumped to book 14. I haven't picked them up since so I'm thinking that my guess must be right. I was only reading these over and over to get ready for the next one. I might read them again, but like I said, that's about a year and a half of diligent reading.



Let's see, what else do I re-read?

Ah yes, Harry Potter. This one I jumped in on when almost the whole series was already out, so it wasn't so much the same boat as Wheel of Time; instead, it was the feeling, that sense of wonder and discovery. That magic is real. That I'm a child again, only this time, I'm receiving post by owl and picking out my wand at Ollivanders. Of course, on the fifth book in, that wonder flees and the story goes dark, becomes a thrilling and tragic adventure, but still I read, and I always seem to pick these up whenever I need that feeling of wonder, even knowing where it will take me.



Ok, here's one. My guilty pleasure. 

The Twilight Saga. Oh yes, sparkling vampires and all. Why do I read this over and over? I literally have no idea. Really. I only picked them up for the first time a couple years ago, but since then, I've read the whole series two or three times a year. I guess if pressed, I'd have to say they're like a reset. They're comfortable. They're fun. Nothing too deep. A bit of YA. Some danger. Some romance (albeit not exactly the epitome of healthy relationship). Do I really need a reason?



Oh, one more!

There may be a trend here, but I also read The Death's Gate Cycle over and over, though it's been a few years since the last time I picked it up. Seven books, normal sized, just as epic as LOTR and TWOT. Haplo, the ultimate anti-hero. You root for him and against him at the same time. Alfred, kindly old man with a secret. The Earth splintered into four broken elemental versions of itself, all to save it from an evil race of powerful beings. This story always blows my mind, and I do like to set it aside for a few years between reading, so it feels fresh, and that probably means I'm due to read it again.



As for standalones? 

Well, Battlefield Earth is one I've read many more times than strictly necessary. I always enjoy that it is really two complete stories in the one book. The part leading up to the conflict at the pad, where the humans fight back against the Psychlos (am I remembering that right?), and the second part where they fight to keep what they won. It's a well-done story, highly entertaining.



And one more, the one I'm reading again right now. 

The Otherland series. These I read over and over because the story is intriguing on so many levels. Much of the action happens in virtual reality, but one that's so real that those involved aren't quite sure the "puppets" aren't sentient. That brings up questions of morality, of mortality (would you choose to live in VR forever if it meant dying in real life?), and of friendship. That the main love interests must grapple with the fact that they're stuck in VR and one of them looks like a baboon always brings a chuckle. But this story is gripping on a visceral level to me. I had to work for it, too. The first time I tried to read this as a teenager, I got about 70 pages in and gave up. I thought it was a war book.  I came across the paperback again when I was in the Navy (thank you to all who donate to the Navy libraries, by the way). I picked it up again, and this time I kept going. Wouldn't you know about 10 pages past that, it gets good!



Ok, one more, promise.

This one also I re-read because I had to work for it, despite the fact that I always fall asleep when I do. The Circle of Light, first of which is Greyfax Grimwald. I first read this one when I was in fourth grade. I read it and then spent the next 10 years searching for the rest (I'm not kidding). It wasn't until Amazon came about that I finally found it and its companions. That's a long wait to find out how a story ends, let me tell you!


And oh my goodness! 
These are in Kindle! My taped up, out of print Circle of Light paperbacks don't have to be the end. Tearing up a little, to be honest...

Ok, since I'm not actually writing a novel here, I think I'll have to stop. Those are my big ones. My must-read-agains.

What are yours? Share in the comments!

Tuesday, August 23, 2016

Read it Again! Cinnamon Twigs by Darren Freebury-Jones

Cinnamon Twigs
by Darren Freebury-Jones

Read again in July 2016:
Gosh, I think I love this even more! I had to up my star rating. Anyway, bought my copy for this go around since I don't hang on to the read for review copies. Highly recommended for folks who love memoirs (this one's fictional, but feels real) and stories that really suck you in.

Original Review from June 2013:
Intelligent, poignant, believable...

These are the three words I'd use to describe Cinnamon Twigs. This fictional memoir follows the rise and fall of Daniel Mace from childhood, through college, love, loss, fame, and finally redemption. Daniel falls in love with drama as a child, and this early love molds his life and guides him towards greatness as an adult. His memories of youth include best friends Lisa and Elliot, making home movies, and playing small parts in school productions. Not all is perfect even then. His friend Lisa's father is abusive and violent, his mother is bipolar, his own father abandoned him and his mother.

From there, the story progresses into his teen and college years. Daniel meets best friend, Michael, and their adventures play out in the youthful illusion of invincibility. His love of theater matures at this stage of life, and romantic love also blooms. However, as in real life, the path to true and lasting love isn't an easy or direct route.

Even after he hits it big, success isn't all he'd expected it to be. The people are fickle and easily swayed by the tabloids and press. This works in his favor when these institutions paint him in bright rosy colors, but when they turn to darker shades for the sake of a better story, his life takes a turn for the worse. A disintegrating marriage, self-destructive social life, and growing addiction lead him to a drastic solution.

Having recently read a few non-fiction memoirs, I must say the author has pulled off the format and feel in Cinnamon Twigs. While reading, I kept having to remind myself "this isn't real." So much insight, feeling and personality filter through from the narrator, that it's easy to forget. Though most of the story is told in linear fashion, an occasional detour into the past or a glimmer into a future yet unknown to the younger Daniel give the feeling that a real person is behind the words, that these things truly happened.

This leads to one of the things I most enjoyed about the story: guessing just how much of it comes from the author's personal experience and how much comes from his imagination. One of my guesses is that he is exploring an alternate branch that his own life may have taken had he decided to follow his dreams rather than finish his PhD or had he made other, equally life-altering decisions. The author's take on the power of the press to guide and control public thought and opinions, the futile quest for immortality through pursuit of fame, and the intertwining natures of love and loss flow naturally from Daniel's experiences, the people he meets, and the path his life takes. The line between fiction and non-fiction is delightfully blurred.

Another thing that I found both challenging and enjoyable was the quality of the writing. This story is written at a reading level much higher than I'm used to and I found myself whipping out the virtual dictionary and Google Translate with some frequency. I'm pleased to say most of my contextual guesses for both the unfamiliar English vocabulary and the multi-linguistic phrases were at least somewhat correct, but I'm glad I decided to check behind them. I took notes for quicker reading next time.

All in all, I enjoyed this book. Cinnamon Twigs forced me to think, broadened my perspective, and entertained me. And, though challenged by the sophisticated language and writing style, I was not overwhelmed by it.

I would recommend this book to readers who enjoy literary fiction, contemporary fiction, social commentary shrouded in fiction, and fictional memoirs. Besides that, I recommend having your dictionary and a translation application of choice handy.


I received a free copy of this book in return for an honest, non-reciprocal review.


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