I’m a Philip K Dick fan also. My favorite book by him so far is Flow my Tears, the policeman said. I started reading Ubik a while back but I have to take his books in moderation. Sometimes I can feel the drug energy in his writing style. Lol.
I’ve ready every other book you mentioned except Remembrance of Earths Last and The Book of the New Sun.
I’ll start with Remembrance once I finish my current book. I don’t want anything to heavy right now.
I think you’ll enjoy this. Don’t let anyone spoil anything. Also, if some parts feel like slog, trust me, the good bits are worth it. Second book was my favorite.
I actually haven’t read the Ender -series. I reckon I should.
PS. I haven’t read Flow My Tears either, maybe I’ll check that too.
I read that one too. It was a truly devastating novel. A Boy Called It is another one that will thoroughly depress you. Lol. I went through a phase a few years ago that was a lot of heartbreaking books. The Lovely Bones, The Shack, My Sister’s Keeper.
The movie version of this pissed me off so bad. They completely changed the ending and therefore the entire point of the story.
A Boy Called It still makes me a little sick when I think of it. There was a very similar case at my sons’ school a few years ago. It ended much worse than the boy in the book. But now I read happier books. It’s a survival thing I think. Only happy endings in my books and my movies. Life has enough unhappy endings for me.
I feel the same. Loved Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? and Flow My Tears. I got about halfway through Ubik and had no idea what the hell I was reading so I gave up.
Speaking of which, my second-to-last book was I Who Have Never Known Men:
Deep underground, 39 women live imprisoned in a cage. Watched over by guards, the women have no memory of how they got there, no notion of time, and only a vague recollection of their lives before.
As the burn of electric light merges day into night and numberless years pass, a young girl—the 40th prisoner—sits alone and outcast in the corner. Soon she will show herself to be the key to the others’ escape and survival in the strange world that awaits them above ground.
Fucking grim. They search futilely for other people as one by one the women die off.
I have A Beach Read, by Emily whoever was recommended for light reading, but as I was picking my next read last night after finishing Before We Were Yours (also not that cheery! more abused children!) I decided I can’t do a book about people who live at the beach at Christmas, however much I’d love a cheery romance. That left me with a copy of The Wind Up Bird Chronicle (Murakami), which I picked up at my son’s house (has someone talked about Murakami in here recently?). My eldest gave it to #3, who put it on a shelf and forgot about it. The eldest has also recommended Murakami to me and I thought I’d also just read something positive in this thread about him. So that would work, except it’s a thick book with thin paper and small words, and I’ve sort of forgotten how I used to wrangle these so easily in bed, which is where I read most. I’ve become so kindle-dependent. With its clever little light and delightful text font and bold levers.
I tried to get it on Kindle through Libby, but they only offer Audible, which I don’t want. Husband and I already have an audible going for the car, and it’s not my favorite format for fiction. ANYWAY, so I picked up an Ann Tyler on Libby, which should be pleasant. It’s been years since I read anything of hers.
Speaking of ease of reading, I herewith protest the removal of the “unread” posts button.
