Re-Reading Books

I rarely re-read books. I have favorites. I have books I remember loving, but don’t remember the story fully. I’ve bought books after I read a library copy and loved them so much I wanted them on my shelves. Copies that now sit on my shelves, having never been read themselves. But, although I’ve had a few books throughout the years that I used to re-visit regularly, I hardly ever make time to re-read anything these days.

There are so many books to read and not nearly enough time to read them all. Even ignoring the ones that I’m not itching to check out, I never feel like I’ll get to read all the books that truly interest me. So, when I finish a book, I keep my sights forward and move on to the next never-before-read book on my list. It’s been great because I’ve discovered so many additional books and authors I love, but it leaves a bit of longing for the comfort of re-living a familiar story.

Over the weekend I re-read a book for the first time in a long time. I originally read it four years ago. It’s the first of a series that I was interested in continuing, but never did. Now, I’m ready to continue that series, but opted for a re-read of the first book as a refresher before delving into book 2. I’m so glad I did, as there were important details that I had forgotten over time, and I enjoyed it just as much the second time as I had the first.

I’ve still got quite a few books on my physical TBR, and I’m working my way through 2 series separate from that, but I finally feel like the end is in sight for my planned reads. Once I reach the end of this previously endless looking list of reads, I think I’m going to take some time to re-visit the old favorites on my shelves, or at least slip some in between new reads.

How often do you re-read books?