Strangely, The Road was much more disturbing to me than Blood Meridian. Actually, I found Stella Maris more troubling than Blood Meridian. Maybe it’s the same way I am way more scared by psychological horror films than gore fests. He was one hell of an author.

Hemingway, especially his short stories and amongst those, especially the Nick Adams stories.

I’m always amazed by Nabokov’s mastery of English, considering it wasn’t his native language.

I just read On the Road for the third time, and I was actually surprised by how beautifully Kerouac could write. I loved reading his stuff out loud to my wife before. This time, though, I was reading, and I was struck by this image of him as a painter, painting out scenery with words rather than pigments.

Personally, I get a kick out of people who complain how bad 50 Shades and all of its sequels were. 🤣

Yeah, isn’t H.H. literally narrating from a psych ward or prison? Kind of hard to relate to for most of us, I think.

I don’t think there’s anything wrong with it, but I get the sentiment. There were people who went ga-ga for it even though it’s just mediocre writing. I thought it was a fun read.

I liked Ready Player One for all the geeky nostalgia. Not 5-star liked, but still, I wouldn’t kick someone out of bed for it. Lol

Anything by Jane Austen.