Whenever I pick up an “Outlander” book, it is, to me, like falling back into my own bed after a long trip. This 8-book-long series is familiar: the characters seem like friends, and the settings, as foreign as they may be to those of us stuck in the 21st century, oddly familiar.
I first read the book series when I was embarking upon a really strange, busy and stressful phase of my life, and these books felt like a safe place that I could return to, day after day, page after page, chapter after chapter, one book after the next of the staggering (then)7-book series. I began reading the series sometime in 2011 and finished in the spring of 2012 (the 8th book came out this summer and I've been reading it since the day it was released). Of course, I'm a relative newbie to the Outlander world: some of the series' biggest fans date back to the early 1990s, when the 1st book came out!
