Have you ever found yourself completely and utterly overwhelmed and overstimulated by new stories?
I have a confession: I am a perpetual re-reader.
Or I was before I started a book blog.
When I found a book I love, I would put it on my mental reading docket. And, without fail, I would read it every 1.5-2 years, like clockwork. I have done this since elementary school, and continued to do it all through undergrad. Which is why, up until the last three years, my “Read” list was significantly shorter that I assumed it would be, being a life-long reader. Because for so many years, I literally read the same books over and over and over. For YEARS.
Why, you ask?
Maybe I find comfort in the familiar. Maybe I just love some stories so much that I can’t live that long without them. I honestly can’t give you a reason. There are just some stories I love and want to continually revisit always.
So I did.
It’s not that I didn’t read new books, because I totally did. I just made a lot more time for going back and revisiting my favorite books. Over the last couple of years, I have reread books significantly less than I used to. But, when a new book comes out in a series, I tend to go back and read all the preceding books, because I am a re-reader at heart.
This is where my recent problem comes into play.
This summer, I have read some seriously fantastic books! Many of them back to back! And I really loved it! It was exciting to pick up a new book and love it, and to pick up another new book and love that one, too! It was a great summer of reading for me!
But it was just TOO MUCH NEW!
I just got to a point where I couldn’t read any more new-to-me stories! I was completely overwhelmed by the new characters and stories running through my head (and my physical to be reviewed pile on my coffee table was getting ridiculously large and I could no longer use the remote without standing up!). My brain was so overstimulated, and I WAS NOT USED TO IT!
So I said, NO MORE! And then I picked up The Secret Life of Bees. I hadn’t read it in a few years, and I fell in love with it all over again.
And then I read Anna and the French Kiss. And I loved it even more this time than I did the first time.
And I felt better.
I feel better.
I feel like, now that I have gone back to familiar stories and lived in them for a week, I can now continue to discover new stories!
Are you a rereader? Have you ever felt this way before? This was a new and very strange experience for me, so I’m curious if I am the only one who has felt this way before!
Love and Pearl Earrings,