To reread or not to reread? That’s the question which has been on my mind lately. I don’t remember rereading a book since my childhood, when I could read a story beautifully illustrated two times in a row. As time went by, I completely lost that habit. I don’t even remember rereading any of the Harry Potter books in my youth as many people seem to have done.
One of the reasons why I don’t reread is that there are so many books on my wish list which I’ve never read that I feel that I would be ‘wasting’ my time by reading stories I already know, instead of discovering new characters and worlds. I’m also afraid to reread books I loved, since I may not like them as much as before, and that feeling we get when we discover a new gem may disappear. I just sometimes pick up some of my favourite books to only reread a few lines at random.
However, lately I’ve been thinking about rereading some books I first read a long time ago and that I remember enjoying, but that I’ve completely forgotten what the plot is about or what the characters are like. Some weeks ago, while rearranging my shelves, I stumbled upon some of those books: The God of Small Things by Arundhati Roy, The Way to Paradise by Mario Vargas Llosa, City of the Beasts by Isabel Allende and The New Life by Orhan Pamuk.
But then I look at both my growing pile of unread books and at my wish list and the desire to get reacquainted with old books starts to vanish. Maybe one day nothing on my TBR pile will catch my eye and I’ll gravitate towards an already read book. The time has just not come yet.
Do you usually reread books? Tell me in the comments!