I have found it!
Last week I complained that I was just not that into a popular book, and that my inability to finish it had put a serious kink in my desire to read.
I shamelessly gave up on that book and moved on. I read Joseph Conrad’s Heart of Darkness, which was definitely good but ultimately more suited to analysis and discussion than pure enjoyment.
Then, it happened.
I started The Martian Chronicles by Ray Bradbury. And I fell in love.
[Just to clarify, I’m not talking about The Martian of the recent Matt Damon movie. I reviewed that book here.]
The book started out funny and slightly strange. It escalated to full-on poetic beauty by the end. Bradbury is the master of short stories, and is even more the master of short stories that connect in a larger, poignant narrative.
If you too, dear reader, are suffering through a lackluster book like I was – don’t stay in that bad relationship. Move on.
You will find a better love.