THE FIVE BOOKS I CONTINUOUSLY REREAD
Inspired by @HisDudeness
- •The time travelers wife-Audrey NiffenegerThis book i first read when going through a particularly hard time emotionally (relationships. BLA) and I immediately loved it's style, vernacular, and topics centered around love, existence, and humanity (at least my own understanding of humanity, the essence of being human, encompassing all of our vices, virtues, and truths.) I've highlighted many a page and reread about 6 or 7 times fully (not counting just coming back to certain sections.)
- •The perks of being a wallflower-Steven chboskyI love this book because I can relate to the main character ("Charlie's") inherent struggles. Being isolated mentally and emotionally, especially from family. Having to watch the most beautiful people tear themselves apart inside, and give themselves up for the sake of people that don't recognize the sacrifice behind it. And the fact that his love interest was named Sam. Ha. I always found that personably ironic. Many highlights. Many rereads.
- •We learn nothing- Tim KriederI had forgotten about this book. But coming back to it I am hard pressed to find another book with more impressive and personable analogies. I love all of it but especially the essay on love and relationships. Never have I sympathized more powerfully with a description about heartbreak and being in a seemingly "bad" relationship. It's an honest, powerful, review of a handful of aspects in life.
- •Looking for Alaska- John GreenJohn green is a perverse favorite of mine. I appreciate his candid and unique reflection on adolescence. Void of the flowery, sanitized, dribble that fills most young adult novels and instead replaced with a voice that I can relate to. Cynical, irritated, and often morose or heartbroken or some combination of the two. The love interest portrayed in this particular book is a character that i find myself attracted to repeatedly in reality. Damaged, gorgeous, moody, and chaotic.
- •Flowers for Algernon- Daniel KeyesIt took me a minute to get going on this one. The first few pages of "meyssed hup littersh" served to drive me to irritation. But as soon as "Charlie" transforms into a genius it becomes a beautiful if horribly depressing book.