I'm working my way through In the Company of the Courtesan, a recommendation from Mrs. Fruit's mom. I'm blushing at all the dirty words, thinking that my mother-in-law read them. I'm also on my third go-around this year of Tipping the Velvet. I read it in February, staying up one night until 2 am to finish. I've listened to it once and am currently halfway through it for the second time. I so love the story and the historical detail and the characters. I've never read the same book three times in one year. There are books I re-read when younger at certain times of the year. In the spring, I re-read Gone With The Wind and tried to coincide my reading with the sunrise or sunset (yes, I was a very strange kid). The redness of the sun matched the soil of Tara, which enhanced the reading experience for me. In fall, I would re-read Wuthering Heights and more reliably, The Witch of Blackbird Pond. My summers were spent reading from the book lists provided by my school(s) the familiar stalwarts of that time: The Scarlet Letter, Pride and Prejudice, Catcher in the Rye, Tale of Two Cities. Speaking of the latter, I've been listening to Craftlit's presentation of this book. Almost done! I can't believe I understood any of the historical stuff when I was young. I'm also listening to The Great Gatsby; the podcast is up to Chapter 7. I'm like a little baby bird, waiting for my podcast chapters. It would be easier for me to go upstairs and just get the damn books and read.