There are certain books you remember clearly years after you’ve read them.Books that haunt you.
You may not remember the names of the characters, or the complete storyline, but you remember the emotion. You remember the way the story made you feel.
Guy Gavriel Kay, is an author who affects me emotionally with every story he writes. They haunt me for days, weeks even years afterwards. The characters are so real, and the emotions so vivid, I forget they are imaginary. Sometimes, right after reading his books, in that haze between sleep and waking, I’d lie there in bed thinking the characters were real; that they were friends and I’d lost them.
When I’d become fully awake, I’d still feel their loss.
GGK invests the readers so deeply in his characters that you mourn for them when the book ends.
There is another book I read years ago, that I still remember clearly to this day. The book was called Dust and it was written by Charles R. Pellegrino. It wasn’t the characters that grabbed me this time. They were pretty wooden, actually. And the dialogue was pretty bad. There was tons of telling and it was thick, I mean absolutely think with back story and science.
All in all, a very slow moving book.
What I remember vividly about Dust, is it scared the shit out of me. The premise was based on a little know scientific fact that every 35 million years or so, all the insects die. Well not all of them. Like 99.9%. Enough anyway, that their disappearance effects everything. The birds and bats all die. The trees and grass and plants all die. Nothing decomposes and slowly, day by day, the world withers.
It was an absolutely chilling look at what would happen, if a mass insect extinction happened within our life time. Since Earth is within the window for this to happen again, yeah—it was pretty freaking scary. What’s even scarier is that a lot of the things that happened in DUST, are actually happening now—like the bees dying, and the butterflies, and the bats. Every time I hear about another species suddenly disappearing, I think of DUST.
What about the rest of you?
Any books that are still haunting you years later?