Beverly, I bought and read the first three, but they never really appealed to me the way they do to so many others. This is why there are so many books published that aren't the same (barring random plagiarists).
Glory ,'Potential'
Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
I actively disliked the POV character from the start. I kept hoping she'd grow on me, but basically I just wanted to smack her.
I could have been a wee titch hormonal at the time.
She's so unflappable that it's hard to ever get a sense of real danger. But the books are still fun fluff.
I think I didn't read far enough. I never got a sense of any vulnerability from her, and if you can't sympathize with a flaw in a character it's hard to invest in them. Unchippable isn't really an empathetic flaw. Maybe she'd become more chip-prone if I read further.
I'm reading Elmore Leonard's "Fire In The Hole..." I'm not worthy...
Apparently rereading books can be good for your mental health. link
I am overly fond of the name Chabo the Wolf-Baby.
(I am rather loving A Series of Unfortunate Events at this point. It's been getting better and better!)
I have never had enough space to be able to arrange my books other than by size--fiction, non-fiction, poetry, biography, whatever. All this size books will fit in this shelf, smaller ones have to go in those shelves, etc. Luxury would be enough space to organize by subject, and alpha.
On rereading--I find that when I'm craving a reread of a certain book that many times I'm craving the experience. That is, if I read Woman on the Edge of Time the summer we camped at the lake, when the kids were 11 and 12, with late mornings spent reading in the hammock and afternoons spent diving off the boat anchored in our tiny cove. That by rereading, I wanted not only to recapture the emotions and reactions evoked by the book, but the ambient sounds, sunlight through leaf-dapple and the dew burning off as the morning progressed, the scent of woodsmoke and coffee, and the gentle sway of the hammock.
Not all books were read first time in such vivid surroundings, but I do find that rereading conjures up sensory details I noted while reading.
Apparently rereading books can be good for your mental health.
I am vindicated! Because wow, I reread a lot.