The response to my bitching about chapter titles was interesting. Much skiting from the virtuous I-read-evey-single-itty-bitty-little-thing camp. And much guilty admissions from those of us with less patient reading approaches. Thank you! Nice to know I’m not alone.
I do however read the acks last and thus prefer them to be at the back of the book. (I insisted on it for the Magic or Madness books.) That way you won’t be spoiled by finding out that the author’s thanked an expert on eighteenth-century Spanish daggers. I mean, please! You might as well scream that the protag is going to be gravely wounded by an eighteenth-century Spanish dagger! What’s the point in reading after you’ve learned that?
But like many of you I never ever read the jacket or cover copy before reading a novel for the first time. Oh, how I hates them! If I’m checking to see if a novel’ll grab me I give it the first-paragraph test. I never turn it over to see what vile spoilers or lies are printed on the back.
Of course, I realise that I—and I bet quite a few of you—prolly do both kinds of reading. The first time I read a novel is when I greedily bolt it down, almost skimming in my urgency to find out what happens. On my second read I’m less out-of-control. I’ll read the copy (marvelling at its lies and/or spoilers) and the introduction. I might even start noticing stuff like point of view, the cunningly little set-ups, and, um, maybe even chapter titles. Though probably not until my third or fourth read.
The sloppiness of my first reads is prolly why I re-read so often. There’s alway a tonne more for me to discover—even on the millionth read. See? Smarty pants we-read-every-little-word people? I’m virtuous too!
What are your fave re-read books? Mine are all comfort reads and they’re almost all by Jane Austen, Georgette Heyer, and Raymond Chandler. I know, I know. How predictable!