This week we’re revisiting childhood reading. What’s it like to read a favorite childhood author as an adult? Or even to re-read a favorite book from childhood?
I recently read Judy Blume’s new novel for adults, In the Unlikely Event. Like almost everyone who read her growing up, I loved her so was really looking forward to this novel. It was very disappointing. It felt like she was still writing from the 70s and for an audience of pre-teens. Actually, I’m not sure today’s YA audience would have liked it. It was one-note with flat characters and a lot of loose ends. Just ugh.
I considered jumping in on the Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret readalong but ended up chickening out because I’m afraid I’ll hate it now. I’m a huge chicken! And really, that fear only seems to apply to books written for those early teen years. I think I got burned rereading a couple Sweet Valley books and realizing how silly a lot of them were (but you know, I devoured those books and they certainly kept my enthusiasm for reading high!).
I did jump in on the readalong of Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret and I loved every minute of re-reading that book. That book meant more to me than I realized at the time. Re-reading it as an adult made me feel nostalgic for the little girl who first read it. It felt like visiting an incredibly important part of my childhood.
With that said, I have no interest in reading her current work. I know my reading experience would be colored by the 11 year old Jennifer peeking in. I plan on re-reading Blubber instead.
I re-read a few of The Baby-Sitters Club books last summer and was worried before I picked them up. It ended up quite justified, since they didn’t hold up as I hoped they might. Reading Judy Blume was new to me, but I was surprised by how fresh Are You There God? felt.
That’s exactly why I didn’t jump in on The Babysitter’s Club readalong last summer, because I knew that they were ultimately twaddle and wouldn’t hold up. I don’t have any strong memories of Are You There God?, though I must have read it. Judy Blume to me was a gateway drug, her Fudge series was so tattered because I read them so many times. In fact Superfudge may have been the first book I begged my parents to buy me in hardback because I had to read it right. away.
On the other hand, I’ve been reading books like Charlotte’s Web and The BFG to C and wow, these have been absolutely glorious rereading them as an adult.
It’s true! I just finished reading Matilda to The Girl (age appropriateness be damned) and I had so much fun with it. I have great confidence that all of my favorite works by Dahl will hold up. Charlotte’s Web… we read that one too and it definitely stands the test of time but (as Jen would say) Holy cats! I really just wanted someone to get poor Wilbur a Xanax for most of the book.
One of my favorite parts of being a parent is revisiting books like those by reading them to my kids. Beware the possible devastation. You don’t know pain until your youngest child declares that Little House on the Prairie is boring. (Yes, we took her out of the will.)
I loved The Little House books as a kid, but when I re-read Little House in the Big Woods and Little House on the Prairie to The Girl I was the one bored out of my skull. I was like “Jeeze Laura, show some sass. Do something! I don’t care about your maple candy!” I wrote a whole horrific blog post on it and offended lots of people. Well, maybe that’s just my natural tone. I’m kidding! (But not about The Little House books being as boring as poo.)
Did any of you read well above your grade level/age? I read Stephen King really young and now I look back and think, “Where in the world were my parents?!”
I always think the same thing. My parents were more casual readers, so I think they were just excited to see me reading so much that they didn’t pay as much attention to what it actually was. I sometimes want to go back to books like She’s Come Undone and read them now, because I know I definitely didn’t get everything I was supposed to.
Wow, I haven’t thought of that one in ages, but I own a copy and you’re right, I’m sure I missed tons of stuff.
I read King much too early as well. But I’m so glad that I did. Getting my hands on those first grown-up books changed me, changed my reading style, and led me to where I am now. Should I have been reading about murderous clowns when I was 12? Probably not. Did it end up being a great thing? Yep.
Blasphemy! There’s no such thing as reading Stephen King ‘too soon’! My first was Cujo at eleven and was also the first ‘adult’ novel that I’d read. I agree with you completely that it completely changed my reading style and made me the reader that I am today. I LOVE YOU STEPHEN KING!!!! Okay. Hand my fangirl self the smelling salts.
I read a lot of stuff above my level because my mother was such a strong influence on me as a reader. She loved books and instilled that in all of us. She paid attention to what I was reading but never censored me and even told the school librarian to back off when I chose Go Ask Alice which was all about drugs. After I read it both my parents did and then we talked about it.
My parents didn’t really influence the type of reading that I did, but my mother did definitely influence me to read. Growing up I almost never saw her without a book.
I can’t talk about childhood reading without telling the tale that I always tell. I grew up in a tiny town without a library. Once I passed the age of digging Little Golden Books the only books available in my house were either romances by Jackie Collins (You better believe that a book titled The Bitch was very tempting to preteen me!) or leftovers from my mom’s childhood. (Thank you forever Nancy Drew and Trixie Belden. You were the best.) My undying and everlasting gratitude goes out to my grandfather for taking me to the Bookmobile. That first trip was probably the single most important day in my reading journey and I’ll never forget it.
What’s your relationship with your childhood reading? Have you been brave enough to give anything a re-read? What seems to hold up best?
June 22, 2015 at 4:42 am
I never read a lot of books like Judy Blume, although I did read all 21 Famous Five books I a two weeks sprint when I was about 7. Like other commentators, I think I started reading adult books – probably inappropriate ones – when I was 11 or so. I do look forward to reading some books I remember from childhood like Swallows and Amazons to my little girl when she is a few years older but have a feeling they may not be as exciting this time round. Emma
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June 22, 2015 at 9:07 am
I just read Are You There, God? It’s Me Margaret for the first time last week and loved it. I was surprised by how modern it felt, and I really wish I had read it when I was 12!
The only childhood favorite I’ve re-read as an adult is Harry Potter. The first book came out when I was 7, and I read it for the first time when I was 9. I’ve read the books dozens of times, but I just reread them all for the first time since high school two years ago and was pleased by how well they held up!
My first taste of adult literature is actually my dad’s fault. I was really into horses, and when I was 12-ish he bought me an adult book set in the horse racing world, by an author he had read before and didn’t remember as being racy. I learned a LOT of (human) anatomy from that book 😉 and I spent my study halls terrified that a teacher was going to see what I was reading.
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June 22, 2015 at 10:10 am
What I’ve discovered about Are You There God? is that the text has been updated with release of newer editions. I have a realllllllly old version, and there is talk of the “belt” used along with feminine hygiene products, and I’ve heard the newer version have no mention of the “belt.” I don’t know what, if anything else has been modernized as well, and these updates may contribute to you feeling it was “modern” and Shannon feeling it was “fresh.” Although, other than the whole belt thing, everything else was really relevant, and totally lived up to what I remembered when I read it as a kid.
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June 22, 2015 at 4:19 pm
Oh wow, that was definitely not in the ebook I read!
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June 22, 2015 at 4:30 pm
Yeah, I’m kind of curious what else may have been changed. The version I read was from the 90’s and there was no belt, but it didn’t have the feeling of being “updated” necessarily.
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June 23, 2015 at 6:27 pm
You are all giving me the worst flashbacks! I remember a gym teaching showing us “the belt” and thinking, “No way, I just won’t get my period.” Thankfully, adhesive made its welcome appearance and I was spared.
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June 24, 2015 at 7:06 pm
It’s really interesting to hear that the text was updated! I don’t recall noticing that with any of the books I’ve re-read with my kids (some of them feel very “dated,” like From the Mix-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler, which I’m reading with my kids right now).
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June 30, 2015 at 8:56 am
I wonder why this particular book, of all books, got updated. Maybe because the belt isn’t something that “kids these days” (hate that phrase) recognize or understand? But… how hard would it have been to just add a footnote or some such?
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July 3, 2015 at 10:27 am
This is such an interesting topic. I’m curious to know how widespread that kind of updating is (and, when the publisher decides to update it, whether it’s more common to add a footnote). The only updating of children’s books I’ve noticed happens when an original version of a book contains racist language or themes (like Helen Bannerman’s Little Black Sambo).
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June 22, 2015 at 10:07 am
I come from a family of NON-readers… both my parents and sister have probably not read a book in 10+ years! I was never really encouraged to read, it was just what I chose for myself to do with my time. I think they’re still puzzled to this day, by my devotion to reading!
As I kid, I read anything and everything, from “age appropriate” and beyond. I remember reading a Danielle Steel book in middle school, and there was this shower scene, I still remember that experience pretty vividly. I think back then, there wasn’t the plethora of young adult choices available these days. There were plenty of children’s books, and adult books, with very little in between. Oddly enough, I think my bridge to adult literature was via Oprah’s book club picks, which was becoming intensely popular during that time.
I LOVE to revisit books from my past, and so far haven’t been burned too badly. I haven’t re-read a BSC or SVH book in FOREVER, and I can see those maaaaaaybe being a little iffy. But classics like anything and everything Roald Dahl, E.B. White, Judy Blume are just plain GOOD, age be damned. So it’s no surprise these hold up, and can be enjoyed with even fresh eyes.
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June 22, 2015 at 6:16 pm
I always kind of wonder how us readers of non-readers come to be. My dad likes to read but just never has the time and my mom is not a reader at all. They definitely never discouraged me and I had plenty of access to books, but I just wonder what turned me into such a voracious reader.
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June 25, 2015 at 8:17 am
Isn’t that interesting?? My parents weren’t readers either. Beyond not being encouraged TO read I was almost encouraged to NOT read. (Put that book away and go play with your sister!)
Katie, I have a few sexy scenes that I can probably still quote verbatim. Things I read when I was much too young. They were seared into my young brain, I swear. Eeek.
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June 22, 2015 at 10:46 am
I second Monika and April that Roald Dahl seems to have stood the test of time. I’ve read several of his books to the kiddos, and they were all hits. I’ve never read his books as a child, though. We’ve read Pippi Longstocking, too, and that was a big letdown. Neither the kids nor I could really relate to a world where kids get changed for afternoon tea. I am really hesitant to try any other Astrid Lindgren books now, because I don’t want to spoil my wonderful memories of reading her books as a kid.
My first adult book was called “How to Rape a Man,” which was a radical feminist “novel” from the 70s. I have no desire to reread that one, but it certainly made me view my parents’ bookshelves more critically. 🙂
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June 22, 2015 at 4:31 pm
I’m calling it right now, April is going to find and read How to Rape a Man.
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June 22, 2015 at 8:06 pm
Yep.
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June 22, 2015 at 8:32 pm
I can’t confirm or deny whether it is available on Amazon for $9.99 🙂
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June 25, 2015 at 7:02 am
Hahaha!
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June 22, 2015 at 10:58 am
I never stopped reading children’s books. I used to want to be a children’s book editor, and though that dream went by the wayside a long time ago, I still enjoy reading and rereading children’s lit old and new. Nowadays I’m revisiting many of my own childhood favorites by reading them to my son, which is a great joy. It’s interesting to see what he connects with (he LOVED Little House in the Big Woods at about age four, I had to read it three times) as well what has changed in my reading experience (Narnia is a lot more flawed than I remembered).
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June 22, 2015 at 11:04 am
I agree with everyone about the Roald Dahl books – they will always be good. My kids and I also loved the Little House books when we read them.
Right now, I’m re-reading all the Anne of Green Gables books (8 in total), and I love them just as much. In fact, I’m getting a lot out of them that I missed the first couple of times I read them. My big disappointment is that my daughter has declared them to be boring (I feel your pain, Jennifer), but I am hoping that she will try them again someday.
The first adult books I most remember reading were the Clan of the Cave Bear series in Junior High. My friends and I were all reading them (as were all our mothers, because we didn’t need to share copies – it must have been popular at the time).
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June 22, 2015 at 1:24 pm
My sister had the same reaction to Anne of Green Gables. I tried to make her read them when she was about 12 and she wasn’t having it. I only just convinced her (she’s 19 now) to read Jane Austen and that’s been a massive success so maybe Anne will get a second chance now.
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June 22, 2015 at 1:35 pm
Glad to hear my daughter’s not the only one. I still have hope…
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June 25, 2015 at 8:14 am
Oh! Clan of the Cave Bear. I LOVED the heck out of them as a young lady. This topic has been great for reminding me of the things I once loved. I kinda want to take a year to just re-read all of these old gems 😀
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June 25, 2015 at 12:41 pm
That would be fun!
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June 22, 2015 at 1:20 pm
I think the Little House books even kind of bored me when I was a kid. She was SO GOOD. Roald Dahl’s books will always be great because even though he technically wrote for children, he wrote for adults too.
Like Naomi I’m re-reading Anne of Green Gables and finding that they are still wonderful. I’m finding that I missed a lot the first time because the books get more adult as the series goes on (but adult in the early 20th century…).
I shy away from re-reading books like The Babysitters Club as an adult because I know those won’t hold up. But I will always have time for childhood classics like A Little Princess, The Secret Garden and Little Women.
I did read above my age but never ventured into the Jackie Collins’ or the Stephen Kings. I started with the classics when I was about 9. I immediately loved the language of Austen but when I read them now I know that I didn’t understand a lot of what was happening. Still, I wouldn’t trade those early days of discovering new books and authors for anything. I still get that little flutter of excitement when I walk into the library now and know I can take home as many books as I can carry, something I always loved when I was a kid.
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June 25, 2015 at 8:13 am
I was such a little goody-two-shoes that I felt a kinship with Laura in the Little House books. Maybe that’s why I liked them so much? 😉 You didn’t miss much with the Jackie Collins stuff, lol.
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June 22, 2015 at 5:41 pm
I re-read Charlotte’s Web as an adult and felt similar emotions to when I read it as a child. I love that about timeless classics. Trixie Belden has to be one of my fondest childhood memories of reading. The Mystery of the Blinking Eye (I think is the name of the book) was my very first book that I owned all by myself, and it was a gift from my favorite aunt. I must have read that book over 100 times, and it never got old. I would love to read that book again to see if I still feel the same way about it. I attribute Trixie Belden to my love for mysteries and suspense.
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June 22, 2015 at 8:03 pm
My first memory of being read to was from my fourth grade teacher. She read Charlie and the Chocolate factory,The Best Christmas Pageant Ever and Charlotte’s Web. I have always had a sentimental spot for all three of those books and I believe they are a big reason for my love of reading. Charlotte’s Web will always be my favorite.
I absolutely loved Judy Blume growing up and still have all my books by her. They have survived any book purges I’ve ever had over the years. I just re-read Are You There God last year so I didn’t jump in on the readalong but I may still post the review I wrote. I loved re-reading Margaret and Blubber was always my favorite by her.
I never read any Nancy Drew though I still plan to.
I never read the Little House books either. I had a neighbor growing up who read aloud to me the part where Pa gives Laura a spanking but that was the extent of my exposure, though I loved the show. When I began homeschooling, part of my daughter’s curriculum was for me to read aloud the first Little House book. I hated it but I didn’t tell her. She would be rolling off the couch asking me when it would be over and I would be saying, (on the inside), Oh my gosh when will this be over??? We never finished the first one.
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June 25, 2015 at 8:09 am
I hear you, Darlene. Just thinking about Charlotte’s Web puts a lump in my throat. That book is beautiful from start to finish.
Ha ha, I guess the Little House books weren’t for you! 😉
I forgot to mention Alice in Wonderland above, which is probably my very very all time favorite book. I had a battered copy that I read at least a dozen times in my youth. (For one thing we didn’t have a lot of books, for another it’s BRILLIANT.) I might need to re-read that one soon.
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June 22, 2015 at 9:08 pm
I love reading some of my favorites to my fourth graders every year. Fudge is always loved and laughed at when we read Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing! I’m also looking forward to reading to my own kids someday (when I have them). Honestly, I’m a little afraid of the sorts of reactions you mention. What if they don’t like The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe? I’d be devastated!
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June 22, 2015 at 9:12 pm
Oh lawd. I didn’t even get into my dislike of Narnia. 😉
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June 23, 2015 at 10:08 am
I think the well written books, whether children’s books or not, seem to hold up. The Anne of Green Gables, The Secret Gardens, or Charlottes Webs, these are books we read aloud to our kids, kids of all different ages. Whereas the, churn them out books, Baby Sitters, Sweet Valley and dare I say Nancy Drew (my all time fav, which I have not reread because I want to preserve the memory of them being awesome) are not meant to live past the age of the reader they are intended for.
I will show my age here but, when I was growing up there were no ‘young adult books’ it was pre Sweet Valley and Babysitters days. After Nancy Drew, Judy Blume and Choose your own Adventure books, you moved right into adult books. One of the big ones was the Flowers in the Attic series, so inappropriate but hey. By high school it was a steady diet of Jackie Collins, Danielle Steele, with Stephen King, Michael Crichton and Jeffrey Archer thrown in.
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June 23, 2015 at 6:22 pm
I can completely relate because I was a teen before the whole YA designation so I was reading the same way you were. Jackie Collins- loved her, so wicked. I also read milk-sop, romances by Barbara Cartland- so dreadful but I bought every single one.
You’re right about the classics- they hold up. I have re-read The Secret Garden and The Little Princess, The Wizard of Oz and still love them. I’ve wondered about Alice in Wonderland, knowing what we know about Lewis Carroll and the backstory. It was a children’s book but, not really, right?
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June 25, 2015 at 8:07 am
That is so true! I went from Nancy Drew to my grandmother’s bodice rippers. What a change of pace 😉
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June 23, 2015 at 11:57 am
Great topic! Like Jennifer, I love revisiting old favorites with my children. Reading Anne of Green Gables with my little redheads was magical. I also love finding new titles (well, new-to-me titles that weren’t published when I was kid eons ago!).
Monika, I also read above my grade-level, but my parents generally kept an eye on it. So, Pride and Prejudice in 5th grade was fine, but not Stephen King.
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June 25, 2015 at 8:06 am
I’ll be honest. I’m waiting for grandkids so I have someone else to read to, lol. My youngest is 15. She won’t cuddle up and read Harry Potter with me anymore. Can you believe that?? 😉
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June 25, 2015 at 10:04 am
I’m not looking forward to when my kids are “too cool” to read with me! I hope they’ll at least tolerate a family book club/discussion group when that happens (I’m not hopeful, though!). I wrote about that issue in February in a post called, “Reading aloud: Ephemeral Entertainment I Wish Would Last Longer.”
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June 23, 2015 at 7:22 pm
What a funny discussion 🙂 I love rereading my old faves … but there really is no way to replace the first time you read it!
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June 27, 2015 at 8:27 pm
I was a voracious reader as a kid. I flew through all of Roald Dahl’s books. But I admit I never read a Judy Blume! I’ve never really been into series books and by and large still am not—I started (but never finished) the Little House, Narnia, and Green Gables series (although I have a soft spot for Anne of GG, being a fellow redhead, same with Pippi Longstocking). The first “adult” book I remember reading is Orwell’s 1984 when I was about 12. I did read a couple King books in my middle school years, too. But 1984 was the definitive shift for me from children’s to adult literature.
I wanted to hop on the Flowers in the Attic readalong a little while ago but didn’t have my copy handy. I know I just said I’m not a series person, but that’s one of the rare ones I devoured. Probably the “trashiest” books I’ve ever read (read also in middle school years).
I have a young nephew and niece now and I’m having a BLAST picking out books for their birthdays and Christmas! Such great new stuff out there, and then I run into old classics that bring up great nostalgic feelings.
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