I reread Eleanor and Park the first few days of this week and it felt just as wondrous as the first time. The same is true of my oft mentioned Gentleman's Guide to Vice & Virtue. Every read feels like the first read, and I find new things to love. I stopped to think about what these two books do that allow them to so completely enchant me. I realized what it was as I drove home along the rain soaked streets. It’s the way they capture a feeling. That feeling of walking hand-in
Audiobooks aren’t usually a first stop for me, but every once in a while I listen before I read, but more often I read and then listen. It’s a bit of double dipping, and usually I find it to be double the pleasure and double the fun, but what happens when audiobooks expose the plot’s every weakness? A character’s every annoying habit? An author’s love affair with cliched phrases and actions? What happens when the audiobook makes you second guess ever enjoying the book?