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My whole family has always mocked me for reading and re-reading the same books, probably since I learned to read. Luckily I've never really cared, because it always made perfect sense to me: regardless of how much I enjoyed a book, a truly well-written book will have ideas and nuances I missed on the first read that I discover on the second, or the third. Take The Poisonwood Bible, for example. I don't know if any of you have read this book, but the story is incredibly engaging. The first time I read it, I flew through it because I wanted to know what would happen next. I knew even then that I was going too fast to catch the many layers that Barbara Kingsolver had woven into her novel, and even then I knew I'd read it again in a few months to examine those layers. Which I did, and upgraded my opinion of this book from "good" to "fucking brilliant!" in the process.
But can you be too young for a book? Maybe. That would never stop me from reading it, however... |
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