I don't re-read books. I mean, there are too many books out there to re-read anything. So, to re-read something for me, is pretty much a big deal.
I've re-read The Giver (once as a child, once as an adult)
I've re-read Twilight (we all have flaws, don't hold it against me)
And, really... I think that's it.
So, let's add The Stranger to that list. I read it as a teen, and I remember being amazed with this style and how different it was than anything else (I believe that's existentialism or something) and, for a school assigned reading, I was oddly hooked.
So, I had to re-read as an adult to see if it was really what I thought it was cracked up to be 15 years ago.
The answer is Yes. And the best part is I have NO freaking clue WHY I love this book. It's weird. It's absurd. I don't know, but it caught me again.
So here we are. Another RARE book on the "I've read this more than once" list. Makes me wonder who will make the list next... Read this book!