When Ernest Hemingway said that “there is no friend as loyal as a book”, he succinctly encapsulated the way in which bibliophiles consume and adore literature. A good book can transform a dull afternoon, while away a long train journey, transport you to the dazzling unknown, and help to nurture your imagination in the most remarkable way possible. The five books I’ve chosen aren’t necessary my favourite five books of all time, but they have all contributed to my appreciation of literature in different ways and at different stages of my life.
The Secret History // Donna Tartt
Although the opening passages detailing the narrator’s stifling teenagehood may trick us into thinking that the book concerns the struggles of a disaffected youth, Tartt swiftly puts an end to such nonsense as we are plunged into the daunting world of the ancient Greeks. “Genuine beauty is always quite alarming”, the charismatic Dr Morrow warns us – and he was right to do so. The dark surface of the book glimmers with a beauty that is, indeed, only best described as “terror.”
Tartt achieves inconceivable wonders in the novel; each character in the group is constructed in a way that makes them seem like idiosyncratic erudites, adrift in the world of the Ancient Greeks, yet they are placed in a situation where even the unimaginable is plausible. When members of the ensemble attempt to recreate a frenzied Dionysian rite, we ogle at how beautifully Tartt describes a bloodstain on a white sheet, or light shining in the dark, yet we fail to compartmentalise our moral standards – only a truly talented author can make you sympathise with and adore the most abhorrent and impassive characters. This book is truly a work of genius that has made me appreciate literature in an utterly new way.
The Princess Bride // William Goldman
The sense of farce is heightened by Goldman’s playful literary devices; the book appears as an abridgement of the original book written by “S. Morgenstern”, yet the book is entirely written by Goldman; Morgenstern is utterly fictional. There’s a gentle giant addicted to rhyming; a man who says “inconceivable!” a lot, but doesn’t really know what the word means; fireswamps; and a zoo of death. People may have watched the film, but it doesn’t do the book justice – and although Buttercup is an airhead, and the whole ensemble is absurd, it’s a satire. Goldman’s faux-commentary serves to satirise academics who read far too much into what is a pretty simple story.
Lord Of The Flies // William Golding
When an airplane crash leaves a group of young British boys on an uninhabited island with no adults, they must work together to survive and be rescued. However, when issues of authority arise and the growing primal instinct of some of the boys begin to take over, atrocities are committed that linger on the surviving boys’ psyche even after they learn that they are to be rescued.
Like many, I was introduced to the novel when it was made a GCSE set text, and although I didn’t particularly enjoy long, tedious lessons dissecting metaphors, I was fascinated by Golding’s intentions. It was one of the first books I read that really made me think critically about symbolism, historical context, psychology, human nature. My heart wrenches at Piggy’s torment, jumps in horror at Simon’s fate, and burns in disgust at Jack’s conceit. It truly is a gem of British literature.
How To Build A Girl // Caitlin Moran
Moran is a heroine of mine, and her writing is unwaveringly brilliant; her feminist stance permeates her literature in a way that makes it comical but doesn’t undermine its salient message. Johanna’s antics have you in stitches, from her social mishaps to sexual ones; she is utterly uncool and precocious. I love when a novel has no filter (read Charlotte Roche’s Wetlands if you’re with me of that one), and Moran completely lifts the lid on Johanna’s iconoclastic life as she gallivants around London. It’s so readable and current and I think everyone, boy or girl, should give this book a go.
Down And Out In Paris And London // George Orwell
Firstly, the inclusions of both French and English touches – I study both subjects at University and am fascinated by the culture, customs and language of both countries. Orwell contrasts both in a way that truly facilitates a hugely interesting opportunity to examine poverty in the early twentieth century. Moreover, the tinges of the tragi-comic prevalent throughout the memoir is a theme that I love to look critically within literature. Orwell writes unflinchingly in all his books, and in this one, his first publication, in 1933, he does so without hysteria or prejudice.