Rereading and rewatching are arguably two terms that could potentially define my entire personality in the context of entertainment materials. I am a serial television series rewatcher, with zero regrets about it, and while I wouldn’t say I reread to the same extent I rewatch, I have read a handful of books many times.
When I was about ten, roughly, I stole my sister’s copy of Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone by J.K. Rowling. I was unaware of it at the time, but reading these books truly changed my life; the Harry Potter series is what inspired me to study English Language and Literature in university, and I have, without exaggerating, read all seven of them at least eight times through.
I recently finished a book, and upon perusing my bookshelf to decide what I was going to read next, my attention snagged on my Harry Potter books. I haven’t read them in probably ten years, so I figured enough time had passed for me to engage in a reread once again.
I can’t help but acknowledge the joy these books still bring me, despite reading them so many times. Rereading The Philosopher’s Stone has been a lovely experience thus far, and as soon as I started, I was quickly reminded of why I love these books so tremendously. I positively lose myself in them, as I do with most novels, but J.K. Rowling’s descriptiveness in her writing and her attention to detail make reading her works a truly magical experience, no pun intended.
If you have a book, or books, that you know you could read 100 times without growing tired of them, consider this post a sign to return to them once again. I can almost guarantee that you will once more find that initial joy that presented itself with your first read.
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