I got a free copy of this with J17 when I was quite a bit younger than 17. I started reading it that night, and finished it within days. Then I read it again. I have honestly lost count of the amount of times I’ve read this book over the years. I still have the same copy and occasionally flick through it. I think I read it at exactly the right time in my life, and that’s why it still resonates with me now. When I first read it, I could relate to one of the characters, and I idolised another of the characters. It’s not exactly a novel that I would recommend, as it’s not what I usually enjoy, but it’s become something of a comfort blanket to me. When I’m feeling miserable, a lazy flick through this book will always cheer me up – as cheesy as that might sound. It’s not even a guilty pleasure, it’s somehow become a cherished keepsake, even though if I saw it in a bookshop now I wouldn’t give it a second look.
Do you have any books like this – that you enjoy reading it because you’ve attached strong emotions to it?