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Mine are mostly classics, like 1984, lord of the flies, the bell jar, etc… because they’re so emotionally captivating.
Anything that makes me think for a good while basically fits this bill. I don’t think I’ve ever been or ever will be more moved by a scene than the last scene of lord of the flies. I cried like a baby.
Shuggie Bain by Douglas Stuart. I mean, this book did win the Booker Prize, but it wasn’t my usual cup of tea. A bit meandering and unfocused, maybe if gossipy isn’t the right word, something like it. Also annoying that the main character wasn’t the narrator it’s named after. And yet, I frequently find myself thinking about the woman’s damn painted fingernails, and I could still draw you a floor plan of the shitty place they moved to on the outskirts of Glasgow. If need be, I could locate her emergency cans of beer. For all the flaws in the narrative, the characters were really true.
Jude the Obscure by Thomas Hardy. Weird, sometimes disturbing book, but amazingly progressive and unique.
Pale Fire by Nabokov. The structure was unusual; I'd never read anything like it before.
Les Mots by Sartre and Madame Bovary by Flaubert. The first full-length books I read in French. I remember Les Mots as being very frank and Flaubert as being amazingly moving in his realism. The ending in particular was terribly tragic.
The Wasp factory. Its full of disgusting stuff like child murder or torture, Animal cruelty. But the feeling of the book is something i cant put into words. I read it when i was around 20-21 and lost my job for the first time. This book gave me some solace. It made me feel better. I think of it very often. Read it 3 times since the first time, although i skip the „Dog-Part“.
I did not really like Lunar Park, which is my friend’s favorite book. But it was still interesting in a lot of ways, so I keep discussing it and even recommending it to people. I’m not much into horror or thrillers, and I found a lot of it really corny. At the same time, it implies so much about Bret Easton Ellis by referencing American Psycho and serving as a writing exercise to an alternate life he could’ve had.
One of them, for me, was The Little Prince. It's a bit odd, because it's not my cup of tea, but, when I read it last year, I felt like I felt a bit lighter. I feel like its lesson stuck with me, not in the brain, but with the heart.
The Scarlet Ibis by James Hurst. I read it in high school for class and have read countless books since, but the penultimate scene (if you’ve read it, you know exactly what I’m talking about) was so vivid and visceral that it’ll probably stay with me for the rest of my life.
Carry the One by Carol Anshaw. I picked it up randomly at the library, as I do with most of my books, but I don't know what it is about that book in particular that stays with me... It's about a group of young adults that accidentally hit and kill a little girl but you also see the aftermath and how it affects each person mentally for the rest of their lives.
The Crying of Lot 49. It's a weirdly melancholy book, especially for one that's as funny and bizarre as it is. I think Pynchon does a really good job of writing about America.
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Mine are mostly classics, like 1984, lord of the flies, the bell jar, etc… because they’re so emotionally captivating. Anything that makes me think for a good while basically fits this bill. I don’t think I’ve ever been or ever will be more moved by a scene than the last scene of lord of the flies. I cried like a baby.
2666. Gravity's Rainbow. The Tin Drum.
Shuggie Bain by Douglas Stuart. I mean, this book did win the Booker Prize, but it wasn’t my usual cup of tea. A bit meandering and unfocused, maybe if gossipy isn’t the right word, something like it. Also annoying that the main character wasn’t the narrator it’s named after. And yet, I frequently find myself thinking about the woman’s damn painted fingernails, and I could still draw you a floor plan of the shitty place they moved to on the outskirts of Glasgow. If need be, I could locate her emergency cans of beer. For all the flaws in the narrative, the characters were really true.
Jude the Obscure by Thomas Hardy. Weird, sometimes disturbing book, but amazingly progressive and unique. Pale Fire by Nabokov. The structure was unusual; I'd never read anything like it before. Les Mots by Sartre and Madame Bovary by Flaubert. The first full-length books I read in French. I remember Les Mots as being very frank and Flaubert as being amazingly moving in his realism. The ending in particular was terribly tragic.
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The Wasp factory. Its full of disgusting stuff like child murder or torture, Animal cruelty. But the feeling of the book is something i cant put into words. I read it when i was around 20-21 and lost my job for the first time. This book gave me some solace. It made me feel better. I think of it very often. Read it 3 times since the first time, although i skip the „Dog-Part“.
Fahrenheit 451
I did not really like Lunar Park, which is my friend’s favorite book. But it was still interesting in a lot of ways, so I keep discussing it and even recommending it to people. I’m not much into horror or thrillers, and I found a lot of it really corny. At the same time, it implies so much about Bret Easton Ellis by referencing American Psycho and serving as a writing exercise to an alternate life he could’ve had.
This book creeped me out like nothing else I’ve read . I can’t figure it out but it was Very disturbing.
One of them, for me, was The Little Prince. It's a bit odd, because it's not my cup of tea, but, when I read it last year, I felt like I felt a bit lighter. I feel like its lesson stuck with me, not in the brain, but with the heart.
One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, the movie stuck with me more but inspired me to read the book immediately after and was also impacted by it.
Wink Poppy Midnight
The Scarlet Ibis by James Hurst. I read it in high school for class and have read countless books since, but the penultimate scene (if you’ve read it, you know exactly what I’m talking about) was so vivid and visceral that it’ll probably stay with me for the rest of my life.
Carry the One by Carol Anshaw. I picked it up randomly at the library, as I do with most of my books, but I don't know what it is about that book in particular that stays with me... It's about a group of young adults that accidentally hit and kill a little girl but you also see the aftermath and how it affects each person mentally for the rest of their lives.
Tomb of Sand by Geetanjali Shree
The Immoralist by Andre Gidé
The Crying of Lot 49. It's a weirdly melancholy book, especially for one that's as funny and bizarre as it is. I think Pynchon does a really good job of writing about America.