Book 7: The Narnia Chronicles by C.S. Lewis
I'm bending the rules of my project and not rereading this series now. I reread the entire series a little bit over a year ago, and frankly it's not in me to read them again so soon.
Although I grew up on the bizarre animated version of The Lion, The Witch, & The Wardrobe (watch it if you can find it, the professor's cat is stoned beyond description), I didn't read them until I was in middle school. I discovered a lovely box set in my mother's attic and enjoyed them so much that the night after I finished the last book, I dreamed that I found a secret 8th book in the series and read it immediately. That box set is what I own now, and it's very meaningful to me. I was raised in a very strict Catholic environment, so even though I knew the books were heavy-handed allegories of Bible stories, that didn't strike me as odd or annoying (that was most of the media that was around me at that time!). It helped that my dad praised my love of the books, rare positive attention for me at the time.
Since then I've reread the series every few years, and yeah as an adult sometimes I have to roll my eyes and moan "really, Lewis?" The Silver Chair is difficult to get through at this point, and I've skipped it a few times during my rereads. The Voyage of Dawn Treader has always been my favorite with more interesting characters, an appealing throughline and intriguing side stories.
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