#BookADayUK 29: The one I have reread most often

One of the things I didn’t want to do when I started writing on the #BookADayUK prompts was repeat myself. I figured I’d talk about thirty different books over the course of thirty days. I didn’t think that would be hard, as there are some years I’ve read more books than that.
Today though, I’m going to repeat myself, and you probably already know what the answer to this question is. Which book have I reread the most often? That would be F. Scott Fitzgerald’s The Great Gatsby. It’s the book I chose for day 6 as the one I always give as a gift—or at least the one I’ve given most often.

Something’s come to my attention, though, and I don’t know how this slipped my notice before now: I don’t actually have a copy of The Great Gatsby at the moment.

IMG_0085 1I’m not sure whom I gave my last copy to. I think it might have been someone at work, and I probably gave my usual stunned reaction when they said they hadn’t read it. For some reason though, I don’t seem to have replaced my copy this last time.

To make this post about Gatsby a little different from my earlier one, I wanted to point out an edition I found in the library back at UBC that was unexpected. It’s a graphic novel adaptation of The Great Gatsby, and all of the characters are drawn quite fancifully:

Nicki Greenberg, with her bold illustrative style, retells F. Scott Fitzgerald’s classic The Great Gatsby in a brilliant, innovative graphic novel. In the exquisitely realized setting of 1920s New York, a throng of fantastical creatures play out the drama, the wry humour, and the tragedy of the novel. Nicki Greenberg is reverently faithful to the plot, mood, and characterization of the original and brings to life the glitter, the melancholy, and the grand and crumpled dreams of Fitzgerald’s unforgettable characters. (from Goodreads)

I’ve never been a big fan of Gatsby adaptations. I wasn’t quite convinced by the Robert Redford version in 1974 (although Mia Farrow as Daisy seemed perfect), and I haven’t been able to bring myself to see the Baz Luhrmann version. I’ve been told that’s for the best. What’s impressive to me about this graphic novel is that I quickly forgot that the characters as Greenberg drew them were not human. And yet Gatsby seems to work perfectly well as a seahorse.

And that’s not a sentence I would ever have expected to write.