What book would you love to be able to read again for the first time?
I was so young the first time – too young really – for I couldn’t quite process the cascading emotions flooding my heart and soul. So many sensations compacted in those few hours together – nervous excitement, eager anticipation, utter satisfaction. It was a stunning revelation, being in the presence of such great creativity and imagination. The experience touched me deeply, and from that day forward, I would hold all others to this penultimate standard.
Alas, I fear I missed a lot that first time, and I now realize that a 13 year old hasn’t the maturity required for a relationship like that. By the end of it, I was distraught, and nightmares would disturb my sleep for weeks.
I’ve often thought about trying it again, going back to that hallowed ground and reliving those exciting moments with Scarlett and Rhett, Melanie and Ashley. After all these years, would it be nearly as exciting? Would I again be so completely captivated by the love story or so heartbroken at the loss of love? Would the horrifying destruction of war disturb my sleep once again?
Or would it be just another long novel, and all those exciting first memories simply be Gone With the Wind?