Lately, I've noticed that my reading preferences change depending on the weather and time of day—like Wuthering Heights on rainy days, or diving into Borges' short stories late at night. This habit sounds weird but interesting. Do you guys have similar "literary weather-matching" feelings? e.g. sunny days = Hemingway's novel, foggy days = Calvino's prose, or weekend afternoons = A cup of tea + a cheeky Oscar Wilde quote?
by Then-Collar-5884
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It’s slightly similar. I normally prefer reading on rainy days, but if it’s John Steinbeck, I read it during sunny and hot weather.
Sometimes I do, other times I do the opposite. Like on a hot July day, I’ll read a book that takes place around Christmastime, it makes me think about what I want Christmas to be like, and reflecting on it is easier with the temporal distance.