Which is something (with the exception of LOTR) that I don't often do. Because my experience is that books I once loved often disappoint later on. And, frankly, I hesitate to re-read LOTR these days because I'm afraid it could do the same.
BUT! I re-read VENETIA by Georgette Heyer this weekend in response to feeling a very strong need to escape entirely into another world.
Oh, Georgette Heyer. I discovered her when I was going through my high school/college rabid Jane Austen/anglophile phase, as all bookish girls of my generation were wont to do, and I enjoyed her novels hugely in spite of their overabundance of Regency slang. The women were strong and independent and anyway who can resist a comedy of manners?
Then . . . I don't know. I got over my anglophile-ness, largely due to DOWNTON ABBEY, which irritated me beyond reason. And, also, somewhere along the way I turned into a communist. KIDDING! But the older I've gotten, the less patient I've become with the whole freaking notion of class. Living in New York, btw, was a big catalyst for that development.
Anyway. I re-read VENETIA in spite of all the above and discovered I enjoyed it even more this time around. The characters are sharply drawn and the story, while largely comic, had (for me, at least) real emotional power.
Well, who doesn't love a pleasant surprise like that?
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Yeah, I can't reread LOTR anymore because Peter Jackson's vision of Middle-Earth has entirely supplanted the one I created as a teen. I loved his movies but not as much as I loved my first solo walks through the Shire.
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