Book Club: Rainy Day Reads

It's that magical time of year again - the rainiest part of the spring season. It's definitely been a misty few days here in New York City, y'all, alternating between thunderstorms and a steady, hazy mist that hangs down overhead in a heavy sky. The fact that it's been marginally cooler temperature-wise has been a point of contentment for some people that I've talked to, but honestly? The Floridian deep inside of me misses the 80 degree heat, and wishes it would just come back already (the weatherman says next week). I have to admit, though, these afternoon and nighttime storms - filled with big, soft raindrops, bright lightning and resounding thunder claps - they remind me of home, and make me ache for Florida. When it rains here, it's different. These storms cling to life for much longer, and the smell on the ground afterwards is just not the same. Both of the scents are nice in their own ways, but as you can probably guess, I'm partial to a more fresh-dirt-and-wet-grass kind of petrichor. The kind that always happens in Florida summer heat.

As it's been steadily raining for the past two or three days, I've been doing a lot more inside activities. I still walk to and from the subway to work in the drizzles, and I still sometimes take the long way home from the further subway station if it's not a total downpour. But as a rule, whenever it gets like this outside, there is one place that I'd much rather be than anywhere else: my reading spot. It's as if I'm trained by the weather: as soon as it starts to rain, my body yearns for my coziest chair, my softest blanket, and an old classic by one of my favorite authors. It's like Pavlov's dogs... if there was a way I could salivate for the epic pairing of thunderstorms and books, I probably would.

Books have always been a big part of my life, though. The first thing you should know is that my grandmother is (or was, rather, before she retired) a librarian. I get books every year at Christmas and at almost every birthday. It goes way back; I can still remember the first book I read successfully by myself, and books that my parents used to read to us as children - many of which are still fondly quoted at family gatherings. I still remember the joy books brought to me in my pre-teen and teenage years, and the emotions that came with them. I even remember the first time that I cried from the ending of a book: it was late at night (way past my bedtime) and I was sobbing so hard that my mother came in to find out what was wrong. My favorite, though, has always been the feeling that I get curling up with thunderstorms roaring in the background, good book in hand, and fat comfy couch underneath.

Since the weather hasn't really let up yet, I've been naturally drawn to reading a lot more (it's a compulsion, no joke). I've mainly been turning to books that are familiar classics, or are moody groupings of short stories and poems, which are perfect to read in the rain because they give you so many of the feels. Poems especially have been a front-runner for me lately, in the way that they ebb and flow and carry the reader through peaks and valleys with nothing but words on paper.

Without really needing or wanting to say much else, because I'm being verbose about my endless love of the written word (so sue me), here are a handful of my favorite rainy day reads. If you want, pair with a rainy day playlist. As you know by now, I'm much more of a classics girl - with books that I read over and over and over, turning the edges of pages raw (there's an occasional newbie that slips in, too). And these babies are some of my favorite repeats, especially for when the rain just doesn't seem to want to end anytime soon. 

Rainy Day Reads
1. The Tempest - William Shakespeare
2. The Harry Potter Series - J.K. Rowling
3. The Complete Stories and Poems - Edgar Allan Poe
4. Great Expectations - Charles Dickens
5. Pride & Prejudice - Jane Austen
6. Selected Poems -
7. The Lady and the Unicorn - Tracy Chevalier
8. The Picture of Dorian Gray -
9. Jane Eyre - Charlotte Brontë
10. Rebecca - Daphne du Maurier

What are your top choices for books to read when it's raining out? Leave a comment below or shoot me a quick e-mail at hippieteaparty@gmail.com, and let's share the book club goodness.

1 comment:

  1. I'm reading The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt right now. I always prefer contemporary literature (I know I really should read the classics too!)



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