One way to refresh interest in reading fiction, is to read aloud. The story takes on added life.
I also think that every literary work has its own accent, depending on the author's origin. Stories really need to be read in their own accent, to be comprehended and realized. I think it is a necessity, for them to fully flower.
I wonder if American and non-English speakers, change their native accent, for example when reading a British author aloud?
I really love speaking with an affected high-strung nasal Oxford accent, when reading some typically British writers. After a while it becomes natural, second nature, and less exaggerated. The dialect is already inherent in the text, so there is not much to it. Surrendering to it certainly helps diving deeper into the text, to better understand the mentality of the story, the characters and their social manners, and effectively stirs up what's between the lines. And it is so much fun! Like being an actor on stage. The snobbishness is just part of British culture, and you must allow yourself the pleasure of being swept along by it, otherwise you are missing out. Reading aloud is also good training, for finding out the correct pronunciation of more unfamiliar words (when reading silently, I rarely reflect as much over pronunciation).
For other writers, who seem closer to Nature and the Celtic, like Arthur Machen, I love reading in a thick enforced Welsh accent, with rolling r's and i's turned into æ's. It is just a wonderful accent. A bit like Icelandic. Good and rough and wholesome.
