I’m asking you to think of a book that never meets a prompt here, that is so out of usual tastes that it never comes up, but that nonetheless you love.
To give an example, I’d suggest The Loser by Peter Ustinov. It’s from the perspective of a middling Nazi who believes the propaganda of Nazism even in the face of what it costs him, and suffers in very human and banal ways for it (as well as much larger ways as the novel progresses).
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I keep forgetting about Bruno Schulz and Silvina Ocampo but when they do pop up into my head I feel an intense urge to pick up their books again for about a minute and then it takes me another five months to remember them again.
North Sun by Ethan Rutherford – a story about a whaling ship but also surreal magical happenings, written both in sparse and lyrical prose.
Grave Sight by Charlene Harris. I love that series.
“The Core of the Sun” byJohanna Sinisalo – Finnish dystopian bimbos with illegal hot peppers. It’s amazing.
“The Husbands” by Holly Gramazio – Her attic spawns infinite alternate realities with a diverse array of husbands. Committing is hard, this is funny.
The Phenomenology of Spirit by Hegel. Abstract, technical, and written in notoriously challenging prose, it’s a philosophy text unlike any other. It is not light reading, and so I don’t recommend it unless one is genuinely curious about Hegel. If so, it’s such a rich text with depth and beauty even when one’s understanding of the argument is tenuous.