Have you ever been totally sucked in by a book (I’m talking completely enamored) and then gotten to the terrible/lame/cop-out ending and felt your love for that book deflate like a leaky balloon? Have you then thought to yourself, “Dang, I guess I can never read that book again”? Or are you maybe a strict non-rereader, because you feel that knowing the ending already defeats the purpose of reading a book? (I do know such people, but most are not very active readers.)
Either way, this post is for you.
I am a rereader through and through. On Monday night, trying to find inspiration for this week’s Top Ten Tuesday (Top Ten Books I Read in 2012), I realized that barely 20 of the 49 books I’ve managed to get through this year are new reads. The rest are rereads, and obviously I’ve reread them despite knowing the ending. But the thing is, with all of these books, I like or at least appreciate the ending.
I’ve run into a little trouble recently on one of my rereads. Stephen King’s Pet Sematary is one of the novels I would mention if you asked me to list his “canon.” I’ve read it a few times, but all were before I went to college. It took me about 3 full read-throughs to really be disturbed by the ending, and as such I put it down with no real intention to pick it up again.
But then I started a blog, and one of my blog projects is to read and review all of Stephen King’s works.
I thought to myself, Alright, how bad can it be? It’s just a book. You’ve read plenty of other horrifying, disturbing things before. What makes this different? And the thing is, I’m not sure exactly what does make it different; I just know that it is, and it is for that reason that I have been procrastinating finishing Pet Sematary for about a week and a half now, despite being a mere 30 pages, or maybe even less, from the ending…
Check out the rest of this post and a great discussion about rereading books at The Broke and The Bookish!by