A book you used to love but don’t anymore
What would change your feelings about a book? That’s the question. This question supposes that you’ve re-read a book that you’ve loved in the past and then decided you no longer love. Or, maybe, you’ve read a book, loved it and then heard something about the book or the author and decided that the book is no longer worthy of your admiration. Either way – this is a difficult question to answer.
I’m going to choose V.C. Andrews’ Petals on the Wind, which I read when I was much younger and adored. I loved the story, I loved the suspense and I loved the brother-sister sex naughtiness. It was sordid and titillating and awesome. I devoured the book and all its sequels.
Of course now I see the book for what it is: badly written schlock.
Hmmm. I may have to revisit.