Mime Meme - Day 2

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A book that you've read more than three times

A book, now come on. Usually when I find a good book, I read it over and over until it becomes an old friend. Perhaps a list of books I have read more than 3 times? Okay!

Harry Potter - all of them but in particular Half Blood Prince (which is my favorite of the series, I so knew Snape wasn't all bad at the end of this book)

Little Women

The Host

Twilight series - yes I've read them all multiple times. They are great fluff

Hunger Games - all 3 multiple times but Mockingjay only twice

Chronicles of Avonlea (might not be the right name, but I've read this collection of short stories at least 20 times I'm sure)

Eragon

Gone With the Wind - I haven't read this in a while, I had to stop re-reading it because it made me sad on so many levels

City of Glass (by Cassandra Clare if you are interested, interesting new feeling fiction and there is a new book coming out soon I just found out by googling)

I'm sure there are more for this list but my brain refuses to access the information. The book that I have reread the most has to be Little Women, I usually read it at least once a year (well, I skip a few parts like Daisy and Demi).

Hows about you?

Comments

Tami said…
Wow, um, unless I count children's books, I don't know that I've ever read a book more than 3 times as an adult. Twice, sure. But more than 3 times? Nope. Can't think of a single one...
9:38 AM
Julie Wiens said…
Like Tami, I can't think of a single book that I have read 3 times. However, I highly recommend "The Name of the Wind" by Rothfuss.
11:58 AM
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