There are so many books I love rereading. Before the advent of free ebooks, I used to reread books more regularly, but, these days, there’s just so little time and so many titles piled onto my TBR tower.
If we’re talking favorite books, however… it’s really not any easier. You might as well ask me which of my cats is my favorite, and I’m just not having that. I love them all equally. Maybe I love them differently, but they all get the same degree of affection.
I obviously would do anything to insert my cats into the conversation.
Going back to the books I could read ad infinitum et nauseam, let me start with my all-time fave classics:
- The Anne of Green Gables Series
- Pride and Prejudice
- The Scarlet Pimpernel
- A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
- The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes
For middle-grade books, I could read the works of Elizabeth Enright over and over again. The Melendy children are especially close to my heart. I wish I could get my hands on the rest of the series, but for now, I treasure my copies of The Four-Story Mistake and And Then There were Five.
For more recent stuff, I really enjoy E.L. Konigsburg’s books. It started with From the Mixed-up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler and I’ve been collecting her books since then. Other faves include Journey to an 800 Number and The View from Saturday. I’d love get her more recent works, but the newest title I’ve gotten so far is Silent to the Bone, which is good, but not really a whole lot of fun.
When it comes to mysteries, I never tire of reading Sue Grafton’s ABC Series or Agatha Christie’s stories. While I love cozy mysteries, I don’t think there’s any of the new ones I’ve been reading that have really cottoned to me.
As for humor, I’d love to find new copies of The Mad Scientists’ Club books, two of which I already owned, but for some reason, they hadn’t been safe in my old room (I’ve been collecting my books since I was nine – that was 40 years ago) and went missing in the 2010s. I also love PG Wodehouse and choose to read him anytime I’m trying to write something funny. I want to be on PG Wodehouse-mode if I’m to attempt to write humor.
Memoirs aren’t my thing, but I like rereading Peter Mayle’s Provence anthologies. It’s not only Mayle’s superb writing, but the place and time as well. I’m an unrepentant francophile and, even if I’m decades past the setting of A Year in Provence, I still dream of experiencing it one day.
I can honestly keep going, but I do get offended when people’s eyes glaze over or when they walk away from my rambling soliloquy. That’s why, to spare my feelings, I try to practice restraint. Let me know if you like these books too. I really care that you do.
***If you got this twice in your email, it’s because I decided to revert to Drafts and Republish. Since I put too many tags in the first version, it didn’t get included in the Reader. I obviously want it to be included. Sorry about that!
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