Every once in a blue moon a book comes along that effects you in just the right way that it makes it hard to move on…to open another book just seems like cheating or something. For me it’s that I connected with the book so much that the thought of going through all the sub par works out there, trying to find that connection again, just seems so tiring…futile almost.
There have been only been 3 books in my life that did this to me. Siddhartha by Hermann Hesse, All Men are Mortal by Simone De Beauvoir and recently The Dispossessed by Ursula K Le Guin Voice.
I think I’ve recovered from The Dispossessed and I’m ready to pick up the search for the next “great one” any suggestions
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Lonesome Dove
“All Quiet on the Western Front” by Erich Maria Remarque did that for me
I was doing a thing where for a while I was reading authors, and I went into Steinbeck. Ending on “The Long Valley”. That was many years ago and I’ve basically stopped reading since. Every time I pick up another author I am left feeling like the author is trying too hard or the words not beautiful enough.
The Captive Prince series by CS Pacat – major CWs to check out and it’s an either loved or hated series
I’m having that problem right now after reading [Prayers for the Stolen by Jennifer Clement.](https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/38322395) It’s the writing that got me. Beautiful descriptions of nature, harrowing descriptions of living in a small Mexican village ravaged by drug lords, the most incredible friendship of four girls. My two books since then have been okay books that are plot heavy and I just can’t get into them.
For me it is lord of the mysteries simply a masterpiece
“Stoner” by John Williams.
I’ve been staring out the window two weeks now still thinking about it.