I read The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath at secondary school as part of my GCSE coursework. Except I didn’t, not completely – we started the book halfway through and didn’t bother finishing it. This led me to spend over a decade thinking I didn’t like Sylvia Plath. However, when I came to re-read this book (prompted by this challenge) I was blown away by how much I loved it. I don’t think I was mature enough to appreciate it before.