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Ten Books I Feel Differently About After Time Has Passed
- Yes Please by Amy Poehler- When we read this in book club, it resonated with a lot of us, so I really already liked it upon first read. But the more time passes the more I find myself remembering Poehler’s words and stories and trying to apply them to my own life. It’s also the book that really got me to love memoirs- which is not something I ever thought I’d say. 😉
- Insurgent (Divergent #2) by Veronica Roth- I still like Divergent, but the more time has passed the more problems I have with book 2 (and we won’t even talk about Allegiant, or as I call it, The Book Where I Couldn’t Tell Narrations Apart From One Another). Of course, if I look too closely at Divergent, I can see the cracks, but as a reader I usually don’t care if the author makes me care about the characters, which she did in Divergent. But Tris and Four aren’t as recognizable in Insurgent, their relationship which had the promise of being so strong and supportive turned into something far less cool. And while this may not be a popular opinion, I really had a problem with the world building and I’m even more convinced now that Roth didn’t have a clear idea of where the story was going after the first book. I kind of wish I’d stopped with Divergent.
- Need (Need #1) by Carrie Jones- I read this fairly early on in my blogging career, but I guarantee you that if I read this book for the first time today that it would be a DNF. First, the beginning is a Twilight regurgitation (yawn), and secondly the whole thing reads like propaganda for Amnesty International (which is to remind readers of how amazingly unselfish the main character is! And that she cares! And it’s not even that I dislike AI, I don’t, I think they do a lot of good, but it’s seriously preachy). I seriously still have rage against this book, and it kept me from reading any books about the Fae for quite awhile. I do think the cover is gorgeous though.
- The Family Nobody Wanted by Helen Doss- I read this when I was a young teen (I think about 13?), and then re-read a million more times. The book is dated a bit by time, but the sentiment isn’t. The Dosses adopted a dozen kids, most of them non-Caucasian. This was during the 1940’s, and they faced a lot of opposition from friends, family and community. It was the first book that really made me think about race and love and adoption and open mindedness and what really makes a family. My love for this book, for this family, has only grown over the years. I just think if everyone in the world read it then maybe people would just be better.
- Fingersmith by Sarah Waters- I really loved this when we read it for book club, but honestly it’s only grown in my estimation. I’ve read a lot of books with big twists, but never has a book surprised me and turned my world upside down like this book. I could never, ever recommend this book enough.
- The Witching Hour by Anne Rice- oh, how I loved this book when I was a teen! I used to re-read my favorite parts over and over again, but then I lent my copy out and never got it back. Recently the full, unabridged audiobook came out, and I snatched it up. And it’s a great narration! And I still love… parts of it.
- The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern- I really loved this book the first time through, but by the second read through I knew I had found the book to answer that age old question “What’s your favorite book?”. Print, audio, interpretative dance, no matter how you read this book, it’s a magical read.
- Double Love (Sweet Valley High #1) by Francine Pascal- I read these books when I was in grade school and I thought they were the best thing in the world. And I learned valuable lessons from them- don’t snort cocaine or you will die instantly, motorcycles cause comas, and dying your hair black is the ultimate way to rebrand your image. But for the most part, these books do not live up to my memory of them. They’re shallow and slut-shaming and terribly white-washed. I always thought Elizabeth was the nice twin, but she was super judgmental. While I can re-read some beloved books of my childhood (seriously, the Bunnicula series withstands the test of time, people), this is a series that is best left in my rear view mirror.
- Hourglass (Hourglass #1) by Myra McEntire- I still love this cover and I remember really liking the book… but now I can’t really remember too much about it, nor have I read the rest of the series and I don’t feel a strong pull to it (other than the amazing covers).
- The Iron Trial (Magisterium #1) by Holly Black and Cassandra Clare- I like Holly Black and until I read this book I didn’t mind Cassandra Clare. But right away I had problems with this book (it reads like a Harry Potter fanfiction masquerading as it’s own idea, and my eyes rolled hard). Time has only increased my dislike, and just seeing the cover makes me stabby (not that I would ever stab a book, not even this one). But, ugh, I don’t like this book.