World According to Garp by John Irving. Lovely, eccentric characters who love each other but are flawed. The author has always been political, and the book addresses many social issues in some subtle and not so subtle ways. You definitely need a certain type of sense of humor to enjoy his books.
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White Oleander by Janet Fitch
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Fiction – 11.22.63 is the last book I remember feeling completely pulled into the story. I saw the scenes in my head. I felt THERE. I did not want it to end.
Nonfiction – Isaac’s Storm. Having been born in Texas and hearing of the catastrophic hurricane that hit Galveston in 1900, I could never imagine the depths of horror described in that book. It’s haunting.
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Cats Cradle by Vonnegut
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Here’s a few: The Hot Zone by Richard Preston. 1984 by you know who. Anvil of Stars by king of science fiction Greg Bear.
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The Rise of Theodore Roosevelt. Edmund Morrison
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I can’t pick just one:
Lies of Locke Lamora
Lager Queen of Minnesota
We Need To Talk About Kevin
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Kite Runner or A Thousand Splendid Sun by Khalid Hosseini.
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Filth, by Irvine Welsh
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Golden son, pierce brown
LateQuantity8009 on
Of novels, To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf
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Watership Down by Richard Adams
I read it about once a year
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The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue
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The Count of Monte Cristo
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The Thirteenth Tale by Diane Setterfield
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The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake by Aimee Bender
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World According to Garp by John Irving. Lovely, eccentric characters who love each other but are flawed. The author has always been political, and the book addresses many social issues in some subtle and not so subtle ways. You definitely need a certain type of sense of humor to enjoy his books.
White Oleander by Janet Fitch
Fiction – 11.22.63 is the last book I remember feeling completely pulled into the story. I saw the scenes in my head. I felt THERE. I did not want it to end.
Nonfiction – Isaac’s Storm. Having been born in Texas and hearing of the catastrophic hurricane that hit Galveston in 1900, I could never imagine the depths of horror described in that book. It’s haunting.
Cats Cradle by Vonnegut
Here’s a few: The Hot Zone by Richard Preston. 1984 by you know who. Anvil of Stars by king of science fiction Greg Bear.
The Rise of Theodore Roosevelt. Edmund Morrison
I can’t pick just one:
Lies of Locke Lamora
Lager Queen of Minnesota
We Need To Talk About Kevin
Kite Runner or A Thousand Splendid Sun by Khalid Hosseini.
Filth, by Irvine Welsh
Golden son, pierce brown
Of novels, To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf
Watership Down by Richard Adams
I read it about once a year
The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue
The Count of Monte Cristo
The Thirteenth Tale by Diane Setterfield
The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake by Aimee Bender
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We Are All So Good At Smiling by Amber McBride
The nightingale
The great alone
A thousand splendid suns
Betty
Goodbye to all that