This was the bloganuary prompt for Tues 18th January 2022.
For my 13th birthday my Auntie Sheila (who was actually my Dad’s aunt and also known affectionately as The Great Aunt) gave me copies of the Emily trilogy by L.M. Montgomery – Emily of New Moon, Emily Climbs and Emily’s Quest.
I loved them and I read them several times over my teens. I’ve thought about rereading them again in recent years but although I still have the copies of Emily Climbs and Emily’s Quest that Auntie Sheila gave me, my copy of Emily of New Moon, the first book in the trilogy is lost.
I did consider an e-copy of that to get me going but it didn’t feel right so they sat on my shelf unread but occasionally thought about. I can’t remember when I last read them, I think it must be 15 or 20 years.
Just before Christmas last year I was ordering books to give to my own nephews and niece. I added copies of the Emily books to the order – it got me over the free delivery amount. And made a very nice 40th birthday present to myself.
I doubt, when she bought them for my 13th birthday, Auntie Sheila would have had any idea I’d still want to read them at 40. Although she was well into her eighties when she died and the copies of three of L.M. Montgomery’s Anne books which have dedications saying they were gifts from her own parents as a child came from her house to mine. So maybe she hoped that would be the case?
I read Emily of New Moon last week, finished it at the weekend. I’m in the middle of Emily Climbs at the moment. And my next book will be Emily’s Quest. So far I’m really enjoying them, they’re taking me longer than I planned to read but that’s a good thing.
Later in the year I plan to revisit the Anne books too. I’ll read some other stuff in between Emily and Anne. I no longer have copies I had as a child and can’t remember how I got them. I’m pretty sure they weren’t all gifts from Auntie Sheila but I suspect she introduced me to them. If it wasn’t her, it might have been my Gran who also bought me books sometimes.
Rereading books is always different to reading them for the first time. And rereading books from childhood as an adult is even more different. I do think it’s an important part of anyones reading journey. That said, there are books I’ve loved that I won’t read again in case they aren’t as good a second time.
I’m really glad I took the chance on revisiting the Emily books after so long – and even more glad that at 40 I love them like I did at 13.