I admit to not re-reading too often, especially these past 14 years. When I decided to start writing again, I set out to fill in the holes of my literary education. There were classics I had never read (War and Peace) and more contemporary writing (Ken Barry's Night Boat to Tangier), and too little time. Yet, I did re-read some books. Kurt Vonnegut's Cat's Cradle was one; Catcher in the Rye was another. The former I still found worth reading; the latter I had not liked when younger and remain unconvinced of its being a wonder. So it goes.
But it was good to read Elisa Gabbert's Same River, Same Man where she re-reads Catcher in the Rye with a different result from her earlier reading.
Although I have not re-read John Updike's Rabbit Run, her remarks brought back the mixed feelings I had with the novel. My impression is it felt dated.
As much as I admire Kurt Vonnegut (hey, I am from Indiana!), his Breakfast of Champions never felt quite up to snuff.
sch 6/21
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