The road so far:
Day 01 - Best book you read last year
Bulgakov, The Master and MargaritaDay 02 - A book that you've read more than 3 times
Day 03 - Your favorite series
Day 04 - Favorite book of your favorite series
Day 05 - A book that makes you happy
Day 06 - A book that makes you sad
Day 07 - Most underrated book
Day 08 - Most overrated book
Day 09 - A book you thought you wouldn't like but ended up loving
Day 10 - Favorite classic book
Day 11 - A book you hated
Day 12 - A book you used to love but don't anymore
Day 13 - Your favorite writer
Day 14 - Favorite book of your favorite writer
Day 15 - Favorite male character
Day 16 - Favorite female character
Day 17 - Favorite quote from your favorite book
Day 18 - A book that disappointed you
Day 19 - Favorite book turned into a movie
Day 20 - Favorite romance book
Day 21 - Favorite book from your childhood
Day 22 - Favorite book you own
Day 23 - A book you wanted to read for a long time but still haven't
Day 24 - A book that you wish more people would've read
Day 25 - A character who you can relate to the most
Day 26 - A book that changed your opinion about something
Day 27 - The most surprising plot twist or ending
Day 28 - Favorite title
Day 29 - A book everyone hated but you liked
Day 30 - Your favorite book of all time
Day 02 - A book that you've read more than 3 times
I'm not much of a re-reader. My To-Read stack's towering over me with a disapproving face (eh, it would if it had one) when I think of re-reading a book.
A glimpse to Goodreads confirms that. I'm slowly re-reading the Discworld series, but at my current speed I'm done when I'm 90 years old. So no third re-read. The only book on there I've read actually more than three times is The Man Who Was Sherlock Holmes by R. A. Stemmle (Der Mann, der Sherlock Holmes war, I don't think there really is an English translation).
Now I know what you think: uh-oh, Sherlock Holmes fanfiction written by a German author. That can't end well. The book however has little to do with Sherlock Holmes; in fact, the joke actually is that the Man Who Was Sherlock Holmes isn't Sherlock Holmes at all. (No, that's not a spoiler.) The book starts with two unsuccessful private detectives, Morris Flynn and Mackie MacMacpherson on their way to the World Expo in Brussels dressing up as Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson - to attract more clients, obviously. Of course that plan backfires mightily as they get themselves into a big mess involving dastardly bank robbers, the theft of the Mauritius stamps, counterfeiting and two fair dames waiting to be rescued. And who's the guy who breaks down laughing every time he sees them?
It's not great literature, but it's a fun, comforting little book that makes me feel good about myself again when I need it; and sometimes, that's all a book should be. Sherlock Holmes fans won't get much out of it, I'm afraid (as it really has nothing to do with the source material beyond a superficial level), but while the character Sherlock Holmes has never done much for me, Morris Flynn was one of my first literary crushes. For illustration, picture my eight year old self sighing along with the two fair damsels in distress - would he return our affections? Which one of us would he choose? The heart-wrenching fictional adventures we had, I tell you. (There's also a movie starring Heinz Rühmann and Hans Albers ... who's so miscast as Flynn/Holmes it makes my little eight year old fangirl heart weep.)