Top Ten Tuesday is a weekly meme/event hosted by The Broke and the Bookish wherein, each week, a new topic is announced and bloggers participate in that and put up their own lists. Today’s topic is Ten Books I Feel Differently About After Time Has Passed (less love, more love, complicated feelings, indifference, thought it was great in a genre until you became more well read in that genre etc.)
This is such a fantastic topic. As readers, I feel that as we expand our reading and read more , there are almost no chances that our opinions of books we read a while ago, remain the same. Opinions…may be the wrong word. Because a book I loved two years ago, it is highly possible that I still like the book, two years later. But I feel that the intensity and extent of my feelings over books definitely change with time. Apart from my top favorite books, with almost every other book, my feelings have become less intense and in some cases, have even completely changed. And, here I am sharing them with you today.
Note : Loads of popular novels in this list.
And the books are…
Did you guys really think I would write this post without including THIS book? Hah. Nope. I adored, obsessed, and crazed over Twilight by Stephenie Meyer when I read it. I was eleven (or maybe, twelve?) and my eyes had read their first ever love story and my heart had received its fair share of much-needed teengae swoon. Needless to say, things changed, I grew up and I really dislike this series now. Looking back, it seems like a stupid, silly love story with too many flaws to be considered a ‘good’ book. I go into much more detail about my feelings for Twilight and how they have changed over the years in this post.
I can honestly never reasonably explain to you how my opinions about John Green changed overnight. Like, one day I was obsessing over him and quite truthfully believing to have found the best author and book in the world and the next day, I was like, ‘meh, okay, he’s a good author writing good books. NOTHING special.’ So yeah, that’s what happened with The Fault in Our Stars by John Green. When I had read it, I behaved as if I had found a gem, but having read way more YA contemporary since then, my opinions have changed and it is far from a gem. I do still love TFiOS, but that initial daze and obsession are far gone.
The Divergent trilogy by Veronica Roth was extremely famous. It still is. Has a 4.28 on GR, is well-loved by people and has been made into big movie and all. Yeah. Big deal. Thing is, I loved Divergent, was a tad bit disappointed Insurgent, and was displeased with Allegiant. Overall, I did love the trilogy but I’ve noticed, as time has passed, I don’t care about the books at all. I’ve read a lot of dystopian since then, so much so that I’m a little tired of that genre, but all this reading has just made me move on from Divergent and honestly, there is nothing in my heart for this trilogy.
The entire Lux series, consisting of Obsidian, Onyx, Opal and Origin (I didn’t bother to read Opposition) was amazing when I first read it, in 2014. I was crazy about it, it was sexy, and interesting, action-packed and I was so in love with the main lead. But, now that I look back, I laugh at my stupidity and childishness. I simply dislike the series now, it’s stupid and really, really bad. I just cannot bear the thought of ever reading it again. I never read the last book because the ending of the fourth book (in spite of the cliffhanger) was dumb.
I was not a fan of Why We Broke Up by Daniel Handler. At the time I read it, I was young and couldn’t appreciate it fully or understand its depth and seriousness. I took it as a light read and that ruined my perception of the book. Because with this book, if you don’t understand its depth, then you most probably won’t udnerstand it. I feel like now, I can appreciate it more and also understand and relate to it more. So yeah, this is one book which I actually have come to love more than when I first read it.
Anna and the French Kiss, Lola and the Boy Next Door, Isla and the Happily Ever After, all written by Stephanie Perkins, were books i flew through. They were cute, cheesy and light, time-pass reads. Howerver, I love them a lot less now. Because in spite of the fluff and the romance and the cuteness, the books, I realize now, were extremely silly. And I definitely don’t feel the same about the series any more.
So those were a few of the books I feel differently about!