A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
1916 · 329 pages
Stephen Dedalus grows from a small boy into a young man set on leaving Ireland to make art. The prose matures sentence by sentence with him, from baby talk to fierce argument.
★ 8.7
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Go Tell It On The Mountain
1953 · 272 pages
John Grimes turns fourteen in Harlem in 1935 and spends the night on a storefront church floor, fighting for salvation. Baldwin pours the sins of three adults into that one boy's conversion.
★ 6.6
Of Human Bondage
1915 · 628 pages
Orphaned and clubfooted, Philip Carey tries Germany, Paris, painting, and medicine, then wrecks himself on a waitress who despises him. Nobody has written the humiliation of unreturned love more exactly.
★ 6.6
Tropic of Cancer
1934 · 336 pages
Miller in Paris, broke and writing about sex and squalor with an appetite nothing in English had matched. Grove Press fought dozens of obscenity suits before the Supreme Court cleared it in 1964.
★ 6.5
The Bell Jar
1963 · 288 pages
Esther Greenwood wins a month at a New York fashion magazine and comes home unable to want anything. Plath writes breakdown from the inside, down to the fig tree of futures rotting unchosen.
★ 6.3
Crossing to Safety
1987 · 335 pages
Two couples meet as junior faculty in Depression-era Madison and stay bound to each other for forty years. Stegner locates the drama of a life in devotion, illness, and one woman's will.
★ 5.5
A Scanner Darkly
1977 · 289 pages
An undercover narcotics agent is assigned to watch a suspect who is himself, and the drug splitting his brain hemispheres keeps him from noticing. Dick closes by naming the friends he lost.
★ 5.2
Junky
1953 · 197 pages
Burroughs reports his heroin years like a chemist writing up an experiment, from New York hustles to Mexico City rooms and cures that never take. There is no remorse and no lyricism.
★ 4.9