I’ve been making dents in my TBR pile. While I am happy with the progress, I am intimidated by a good number of the books, for various reasons:
Houe Made of Dawn N. Scott Momaday.
Currently perusing it with undivided attention. The prose, beautiful but arduous, always seemed hazy to me that I rushed through it in high school.
The Fountainhead Ayn Rand.
Think Ayn Rand is more intimidating than the book itself.
Moby Dick Herman Melville.
Read an abridged version for AP English but had no motivation to read it again. Boredom can be intimidating.
Collected Fictions Jorge Luis Borges.
Maybe it’s the translation that turns me off. They are overly wordy and do not capture the dry, succinct language that somehow heightens the imaginative power of the stories. I’m resolved to read this one anyway.
In the First Circle Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn.
Both the size and the scope of this epic novel unnerve me, although I have heard from trusted sources that this could very well be one of the best novels that 20th century offers.
The Sound and the Fury William Faulkner
What book by Faulkner is not intimidating? I found this one, which I skimmed in 12th grade, more impossible than Ulysses.