Sunday, July 31, 2011

We Always Return to the Ones We Love

I don't know about you guys, but there are a few books that I can't seem to keep my hands off of. We all have them -- our childhood favorites that we reread with newfound love each and every year. Every summer I take the time to go back and rediscover a few of the items on my bookshelf, and no matter how much older I get, I still feel that sense of wonder whenever I pick them up. Sadly, my books are still all packed away in boxes at my parents house in Wisconsin, but as soon as I officially move into my own apartment, my mom promises to send them to me. In lieu of not being able to read those books right now, I thought I'd share with you my summer reading list.

What about you guys? What are some of your childhood favorites that you keep going back to?


  1. Little House on the Prairie. Always.

  2. Ella Enchanted is one of my childhood favorite rereads.

    One summer- like ten years ago- I was trying to stay up for two days straight (I forget why), so I read Ella all the way through five times, one right after the other... and each time I did, I found something that I had misseed before. I love that book.

  3. I mooched the first ever two Nancy Drew books on BookMooch a while ago with the intention to read it again, but it's still sitting on my shelves right now... I'm curious what I'll think after so many years.

    I've decided to indulge in some of Christopher Pike YA novels again, and I must say, I still like them as much as when I was twelve! Possibly more, actually, for while they're an easy read, they're definitely more YA- than children-oriented.

    Another favourite children's book of mine, which I still go back to for inspiration, is Arthur, High King of Britain (Michael Morpurgo). Once again, easy to read, but so powerful and subtle.

    I love rereading the books I used to love... I've just finished an academic book for my political science degree, about the French Declaration of Human Rights and how it was written, by who, etc. Being transported into 19th century France made me long for a book I read when I was 11: Le Bossu ou Le Petit Parisien (by Paul Féval), which was great as far as cloak and dagger goes. I'm now determined to pick it up whenever next I can and reread it. :)