“This week’s musing asks…
Have you ever read a book that, at the time, you didn’t feel a strong connection towards, but as time goes by you find yourself thinking about it a lot?“
This doesn’t happen to me too often. If I can’t connect to a book the first time, there is a chance I might never connect with it at all.
The exact opposite has happened more than once. I use to like a particular book but as time went by I started disliking it. This happened with two of George Bernard Shaw’s plays Arms and the Man and You Never Can Tell. I used to like them but now they just irritate me.
Great Expectations by Charles Dickens is a book I’ve grown fonder of over the years. I did like it when I read it the first time some eight years ago. But today as a (hopefully!) more matured individual I understand and love the book much better.