Have any of you ever read a book more than once and had a completely different perspective on it the second (or third, or fourth, or fifth) time around? Because that is currently happening to me right now. I am in the process of re-reading The Last Summer (of You and Me) instead of The Odyssey or Mists of Avalon. Both of which are excellent books, by the way. I’m just not in the mood to read them right now.
Anyway, The Last Summer is a book about relationships, of the romantic, familial, and friendly variety. However, I am at the part of the book that deals largely with romance, and I’m getting a totally different feeling from it. I’m not sure how exactly to explain, but it’s like the words I used to like for their flow and the story they were telling are suddenly speaking to me on a more personal level than before. Maybe it’s because of the relationship I’m in, or the fact that my mindset is different now than it was from the last time I read this book, but I feel as though I’m getting so much more out of the story than I was. Which is interesting but not at all unpleasant.