Hello and happy Tuesday! This week at The Broke and the Bookish, they’re reminiscing about their favorite classics, and as per usual, I’m here to join them. I haven’t read a ton of classics, but the ones I’ve gotten around to, I’ve loved. These are some of my favorites, since last week I posted a list of ones I’ve been meaning to re-read.
A Moveable Feast, by Ernest Hemingway: Is this considered a classic? In my eyes it is. I absolutely love this memoir of Hemingway’s time in 1920’s paris.
The Catcher in the Rye, by JD Salinger. I haven’t read this in years, and maybe it doesn’t hold up to how much I loved it in high school, but I think I’ll always love this one.
Rebecca, by Daphne Du Maurier. Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again… Just those words and you’re off on an amazing gothic ride.
The Great Gatsby, by F. Scott Fitzgerald. Even Leonardo DiCaprio can’t bring Fitzgerald’s classic to life, that’s how good it is.
A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, by Betty Smith. The book lover in Francie is the book lover in all of us.
The Awakening, by Kate Chopin. I just have so much love for this book I can’t even tell you.
A Midsummer Night’s Dream, by William Shakespeare. I know it’s not one of the more ~*scholarly*~ Shakespeare plays but this by far my favorite one.
The Bell Jar, by Sylvia Plath. I feel like I’m fulfilling some kind of stereotype when I say I’m fascinated by Sylvia Plath, but that won’t make it any less true!
Anna Karenina, by Leo Tolstoy. This giant novel took me forever, but the sprawling story is well worth it. The movie actually does it justice too!
A Doll’s House, by Henrik Ibsen. Technically a play not a book, but I’m counting it because it’s just so good, and definitely a classic along with Ibsen’s other plays.