The Joy of Re-Reading || Blogmas Day 3

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Hello, and happy Sunday to all you lovely readers. Today I’m talking about re-reading books – inspired by a post that the wonderful Lydia did at the end of November (here).

In that post (which you should read because Lydia is lovely and her blog is amazing) she talks about how she reread Fingersmith by Sarah Waters because it was comforting – not in the sense that the plot is a happy, fluffy affair – but that she knew the ending was one that satisfied her and she knew it would make her feel comforted in that it ultimately ended on a happy note.

Re-reading is a pastime I have a very bizarre relationship with – I love it, especially in the winter months, but I often feel like re-reading is wasting time. I’ve already read the book, and I have hundreds of books on my shelves that have never had that first read, and I feel guilty for revisiting those books I love and ignoring those I’ve never had a chance to love.

However, recently I’ve been thinking that any reading is good reading. Having picked only one book up in November I’m thinking maybe revisiting old favourites is a good way to get myself back reading, and from now and into 2018 I’m going to ‘allow’ myself to reread more regularly because, honestly, I think telling myself I shouldn’t want to reread a book and I should be reading new books is so much more damaging to my overall desire to read.

Reading has become a lot more target driven and competitive, and if any of you are like me then your goodreads goal for the year becomes quite consuming. Rereading books – until recently – meant you had to remove books from one year, that you couldn’t read the same book twice in one year because it only counted for your goal once. Now, at least, I could read one book 50 times in a year and it would count each read of that book as 1 towards my annual goal. Target driven reading is a whole other kettle of fish that I will talk about another day. I also dislike rereading books I have already written a review on – which is stupid. Feelings change on second reads, you can find different things and I don’t know why I felt there were so many issues with re-reading because honestly I can’t find one legitimately good reason to not do it!

As it stands, there are a mountain of books I would love to reread – some of them I read recently, others not so much, but I’m going to reread them when I feel the urge to. I’m no longer going to be denying myself the enjoyment of a reread for statistics. On that list are some of my childhood favourites, Roald Dahl books and things like The Secret Garden, but also books like Middlemarch which I last read 2 or 3 years ago, didn’t enjoy all that much but have since fallen in love with the author. Taking inspiration from Lydia, I’d like to re-read all of Sarah Waters’ books!

Honestly, the list goes on and on and I cannot think of one good reason why I shouldn’t enjoy rereading. There shouldn’t be guilt involved with reading a book you love, however many times you’ve read it before. It doesn’t matter how many unread books are on your shelf, the important thing is enjoying what you are reading. Those unread books will still be there when you come to pick another book up.

So, do you like rereading? Do you feel guilty rereading at all? I’d love to hear your thoughts on this!