When patrons ask me if I’ve read a new book, I often joke that I haven’t, but it’s on my to-read list and I’ll get around to it in the next three to 10 years.
I may be joking around when I say that, but it’s not entirely inaccurate. I’m usually not one to be the first on the list to read a new book, although I admire and am in awe of the people who are. I tend to put a book on my list and let it sit there until the time is right, or I decide I’m never going to read it and delete it.
As a result, I tend to be a little late to the party when it comes to popular books. While it’s not always the case – I did read “Gone Girl,” “The Girl on the Train,” and “The Hunger Games” when they were still relatively new – I’m typically not one to be reading what’s all the rage.
I am currently reading “Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets” to my daughter at bedtime. Last night, she said something about me already knowing what happened in the book. I told her I did not know what was going to happen, and she was shocked to learn that I had never read the Harry Potter books before. This led to additional questions about how old I was when the first book came out (19), and why I hadn’t read them.
I told her honestly that when they came out, they just weren’t really my cup of tea. I was in college, and didn’t get to read for enjoyment all that much. I knew the books existed, I just didn’t really have any interest in them.
When I got older, I tried to read the first book not once, but twice. I found myself unable to get into it, and decided that I had been right all along – this series just was not for me.
Then, nearly two years ago, my daughter chose “Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone” as our bedtime read. I figured I would certainly have to finish it if I were reading it aloud. I did, and I liked it. We didn’t start the second one right away, waiting until this summer to pick it up. I find I’m enjoying this one even more, and now we are planning to start book three immediately after we finish. I think I may officially be a Harry Potter fan, albeit 20+ years later than everyone else.
Am I sad that I waited this long? Nah…I think part of the reason I’m enjoying the books now is because, even though I couldn’t discover them as a kid because they didn’t exist then, I can now discover them with a kid, and I think in this case that’s the next best thing. Sometimes being late to the party isn’t such a bad thing.