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    1. Every waking moment is a bit dramatic, but Putins people by Catherine Belton opened my eyes to the horror of the Kremlin regime. And as everything in Ukraine unfolds in front of our eyes, and compassion fatigue sets in, it disturbs me where it’s all heading. Particularly with orange man imminent.

    2. Hyperion. Sol’s story haunts me to this day. I could sit here and cry just thinking about it, and I’m not an emotional person.

    3. mountain_wavebabe on

      The Dance of Anger by Harriet Lerner

      Changed my mindset and response to others at a time when I felt like I was continuously repeating past actions.

      Honestly all the books I’ve read by the author have been very helpful.

    4. Latter_Wait3155 on

      Not every waking moment, but Sophie’s World by Jostein Gaardner opened my eyes to philosophical thought.

    5. Latter_Wait3155 on

      Maria Chapdelaine by Louis Hemon greatly impacted me as a teenager; we read it for our French class and all moped around in existential romantic angst for weeks afterwards.

    6. Prophet Song. Right wing politicians get elected in a previously democratic country, and become authoritarian bit by bit. The country devolves into Sarajavo, Northern Ireland, Syria…take your pick. A hard book to read, and not just because the author doesn’t use paragraphs or quotation marks.

    7. AverageNotOkayAdult on

      The Elements of Cadence series by Rebecca Ross if you like fantasy. I’ve read it twice in the past 7 months now and I still think about it on a daily basis

    8. MutantNinjaChortle on

      Every waking moment? Changed my perspective? Can’t think of anything that rises to that high bar, but I’ve reread A House for Mr. Biswas every five years for the last 30 years. V.S. Naipaul is problematic, but no book deals with the themes of belonging, identity, independence, and claiming space in a way that has resonated as much with me. Each reading hits differently. Mr. Biswas has become my alter ego, which is to say, as I’ve gotten older, I’ve embraced being a pathetic, insufferable and yet sympathetic a**hole.

      The scene where he’s riding his bicycle through the dark, balancing the dollhouse for his daughter on the handle bars…. that always gets to me.

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