I was chatting the other day with a cousin, telling her about the storyline for “Like Water For Chocolate”, a book she had never read.
Having read the book soooo long ago, I was surprised at how much I remembered its’ themes and post-chat, I found myself perusing one of my bookcases.
Many moons ago, I gave away most of my books so now, I only have two bookcases but some shelves with double and even triple rows. One bookcase holds all the second hand books bought from library sales that I have yet to read and another bookcase contains all of my African American, Black, Caribbean and Latin American authors, many of which I had to special order from my local bookstore back in the day when “ethnic” books were few and far in bookstores.
Somewhere in my late twenties/early thirties, I promised myself to one day reread them all one day.
Right now, I’m thinking that my “one day” has come.
Due to the unpredictability of my current situation, I felt it best to drop out of my library’s monthly book club and let someone on the waiting list have my spot (truth be told, I haven’t been keen on the book selections) so this may be a good time to start my own me-myself-and-I book club.
They say that “good writers read good books” so maybe re-reading with a writer’s eye will help me with my goal of improving.
And I could begin with this one…
What do you think about rereading books on your shelves? And what book would you reread first?