The Magic Of Rereading And The Dangers of Nostalgia

Rereading my favourite books is like listening to my favourite music – it takes me straight to my happy place. The first book I ever reread was The Chrysalids by John Wyndham. I love looking at the world through the lens of his imagination. His works and those of Keith Laumer, Theodore Sturgeon, Aldiss, Asimov, Bradbury, affect me on a molecular level. 🙂 Another great article, Trey – thanks!


Last year I stirred up some stuff (as I’m prone to do), when I admitted I very rarely reread books. You can read a blog post about it here, but the short story is, I just always have something new I want to get my hands and eyes on. It’s not something I do on purpose, I don’t actively decide that I’m never going to read a certain book ever again, it just kind of happens.

Anyway, a few people called me out and said that you have to reread books to truly understand them, so I decided to do an experiment and try.

I chose Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone as my book to reread, because of two reasons: 1 – it’s one of the few books I know I read when I was younger (15 years ago or so), and 2 – it’s on of the few…

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