Lately I’ve been going over some of my earlier posts about the books I am reading and I have come to realize that at times I come across as more than a little arrogant. Yes, the whole point of the exercise is supposed to be to explain what I like and what I don’t like about each of these books, how I see them and so on, but at the same time I am all too aware of what goes into writing a book and I am afraid that there may be some instances in which I wind up sounding both hypercritical and disrespectful. After all, one of the things all the authors I write about have in common is that they have done a lot better than I have… not to mention that all the books I write about are books that have moved me in one way or another (okay, I admit that there are a couple of them, such as Crash and The Land of Mist, that moved me in the sense that they really, really annoyed me, but those are the exception rather than the rule, and at least when it comes to Crash I freely admit that a good chunk of my problem with that one has to do with my personal preferences rather than with the book itself).

Anyway, I suspect that part of the problem is that most of the books that make it to my blog are not the ones that take my breath away and leave me saying ‘flawless’ (unfortunately there’s very little one can say after that unless one wants to tack a rather boring list of superlatives after that), but rather those that leave me saying ‘I love it  but…’ and to make matters worse an inordinate amount of attention tends to be lavished on that ‘but’, so today I’m going to be doing something completely different, I am going to be sharing a list of a few of those books that left me saying ‘flawless’, keep in mind that this list is not extensive and the books are featured in no particular order.

Michael Ende: Momo and The Neverending Story

Terry Pratchett: Nation, the Bromeliad Trilogy, Good Omens and Small Gods (among others)

Neil Gaiman: Neverwhere, Good Omens (among others)

Theodore Sturgeon: More than Human and The Dreaming Jewels

Olaf Stapledon: Sirius

Walter M. Miller: A Canticle for Leibowitz

Roland Topor: Four Roses for Lucienne (okay, not quite flawless as this is a collection of short stories that can be more than a little irregular at times, but it is still one of my all-time favorites. I am not sure if this particular book was even published in English though, and even if it was I have to say that it is most definitely not for everyone)

Mark Twain: Letters from the Earth

Philip K. Dick: Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?

Stanislaw Lem: Peace on Earth and The Futurological Congress

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