“Read read read read read read read read—"
-Werner Herzog
Dad was a good reader. He still is, though with less attention than he once commanded. I cannot discover the other side of Dad’s influence upon my reading life. His influence remains present. Books were in all of our homes, in Dad’s office, piled around his chair, in our bathrooms, and in Dad’s hands. I took up William Faulkner’s Light in August at 13 years old, and Dad assured me it was a tough read. Around that same age, I found his copy of The Lord of the Rings. I liked the idea of the book because I was enthralled by the cover art. Dad again told me the book was tough. He suggested that I start with The Hobbit. He found his copy of The Hobbit and handed it to me. The edition, like the other volume, had a magnificent cover. I soon went into Middle Earth. I don’t know why, but I felt an obligation to finish the books I started, even when they were too much for me. I continue to feel this obligation. Perhaps it was Samuel Johnson who said we are not obliged to finish a book. He argued, I think, that it was enough to start a book, gain a sense of its effort, and leave off, if we were so inclined. Johnson was a great reader, and I trust his advice, except I do not practice it. I try to finish the books I start, cover-to-cover. I hope people are still reading. There are readers to be sure, but reading literature has started to feel somewhat specialized, which, if that is true, then it is deep loss for all of us. Below is a list of books I read in 2024. I am fortunate that some of the books were gifted to me and some were gifted by the authors who wrote them. I am grateful to those individuals who sent their work to me or who gave to me the books of someone else. A warm thank you to those who did. Please know that I read the books. I take time to think about them and to discover where I could love them, even in moments, if not always in whole.
There is no order to the list below. However, like all lists, you could likely find a pattern if you desired to discover one. Regardless, I hope some of these books are new to readers. I hope some of them are already old friends.
The Wind in the Willows—Kenneth Graham
Immaculate Fuel—Mary Jane Nealon
Rogue Apostle—Mary Jane Nealon
The Ordeal of Gilbert Pinfold—Evelyn Waugh
When We Cease to Understand the World—Benjamin Labatut
The Wood at Midwinter—Susanna Clarke
The Boy, the Mole, the Fox and the Horse—Charlie Mackesy
Crime and Punishment—Fyodor Dostoevsky
The Brothers Karamazov—Fyodor Dostoevsky
Anna Karenina—Leo Tolstoy
The Wayfinders: Why Ancient Wisdom Matters in the Modern World—Wade Davis
Sweetclover—Shann Ray
The Gentleman from Peru—Andre Aciman
My Half Orange: A Story of Love and Language in Seville—John Julius Reel
Garden Time—W. S. Merwin
A Sport and a Pastime: A Novel—James Salter
The Lover—Marguerite Duras
Impossible Creatures—Kathrine Rudell
All Passion Spent—Vita Sackville-West
The Solitudes—Luis De Gongora
Deception—Philip Roth
The Summer We Crossed Europe in the Rain—Kazuo Ishiguro
Norwegian Wood—Haruki Murakami
The Painted Bed—Donald Hall
Without—Donald Hall
Every Man for Himself and God Against All—Werner Herzog
The Twilight World—Werner Herzog
Till I End My Song: A Gathering of Last Poems—Harold Bloom
Crossing the Visible—Jean-Luc Marion
Silent Night: The Remarkable Christmas Truce of 1914—Stanley Weintraub
The Creative Act: A Way of Being—Rick Rubin
Everyman—Philip Roth
The Dying Animal—Philip Roth
River Teeth: Stories and Writings—David James Duncan
The Warden—Anthony Trollope
Poetry in the Making—Ted Hughes
Bruce Chatwin: A Biography—Nicholas Shakespeare
The Viceroy of Ouidah—Bruce Chatwin
Alibis: Essays on Elsewhere—Andre Aciman
A Year of Last Things—Michael Ondaatje
A Month in the Country—J. L. Carr
Hunger—Knut Hamsun
The Picture of Dorian Grey—Oscar Wilde
Ask the Dust—John Fante
Time is a Mother—Ocean Vuong
Lady Chatterly’s Lover—D. H. Lawrence
All We Are—Anne Michaels
Infinite Gradation—Anne Michaels
American Pastoral—Philip Roth
The Magical Chorus: A History of Russian Culture from Tolstoy to Solzhenitsyn—Solomon Volkov
Duino Elegies—Rainer Marie Rilke
Dark Days—James Baldwin (Penguin Modern: 38)
The Breakthrough—Daphne Du Maurier (Penguin Modern: 03)
Out of Sheer Rage: Wrestling with D. H. Lawrence—Geoff Dyer
What Am I doing Here—Bruce Chatwin
Introductory Lecture 1892—A. E. Housman
Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage—Lord Byron
The Merchant of Venice—William Shakespeare
The Broken Road: From the Iron Gates to Mount Athos—Patrick Leigh Fermor
The Body Artist—Don DeLillo
The Greek Revolution of 1821 and Its Global Significance—Roderick Beaton
The End of the Poem: “All Souls Night” by W. B. Yeats, An Inaugural Lecture Delivered before the University Oxford on 2nd November 1999—Paul Muldoon
Burning in Water Drowning in Flame: Selected Poems 1955-1973—Charles Bukowski
Byzantium: Capital of an Ancient Empire—Giles Morgan
Lulu in New York and Other Tales—Robert Power (words) and Max Ferguson (paintings)
Damon Falke is the author of, among other works, The Scent of a Thousand Rains, Now at the Uncertain Hour, By Way of Passing, and Koppmoll (film). He lives in northern Norway.
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Quite impressive. Your comment about your father not giving the reading the same attention he once did intrigues me. As we age, do we become more ADHD, flitting from one thing to another? Or the eyes and mind don't become fatigued more quickly? The fact that you can read so much very complex material during the year is astonishing to me. Bravo!
Ah... I see you made the Hamsun-Fante-Bukowski triple play! That alone is a good year in the stacks.