61. Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
So this was my big rereading test: Would I like it?
Would I ruin my wonderful memories? Would I constantly badger myself about wasting valuable
reading time?
Turns out that my timing for this couldn’t have been
better. I was sick. Sicker than I have ever been in my
life. Like turn off the lights and
sit in a cold, dark room for a week sick.
I couldn’t read more then a few pages at a time and if I had been
reading something that was unknown to me I would probably have to start it
over. Since I knew the plot of this already, I came out of my haze and was able
to carry on without being lost. So
no need to worry about reading time lost, it would have been either way. Whew… because this was my big worry,
and I am not very good at giving myself a break.
So, did I like it?
In a way, yes, because it was kind of a comfort. Did it stand up to my memories of the
first time? No, it did lose some
of the magic. But the part that
was very fun and new was that I had never read any of these book when I knew
what was coming next and so to see all of the foreshadowing and Easter egg
laying that Rowling did was really great.
So, for that I am thankful.
But I
am still not a re-reader.
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