d(^_^)(^_^)d wrote...
Please_don't_ban_me wrote...
I, personally, find myself rather fond of twentieth century literature, predominantly originating in England. Aldous Huxley currently holds the position of my favorite author and I see myself relating very well to Bernard Marx, a character in "Brave New World" for his shortcomings. The plots I seem drawn to are the bleak and often hyperbolic futures seen in works such a George Orwell's 1984, Ray Bradbury's Fahrenheit 451, and Aldous Huxley's Brave New World. Prior to that I rather enjoyed American Transcendental works such as Walt Whitman's Leaves of Grass and Henry David Thoreau's Walden.
I feel so . . . dumb after reading this. The only author I recognize is Orwell and the only book 1984. I've never heard the term "American Transcendental" before and I couldn't begin to guess what it refers to.
So my favorite era is the present, but I mainly just read fantasy. I like plots that are more personal as opposed to ones where the protagonist has to save the world, but unfortunately fantasy plots tend to fall in the latter. I also enjoy stories that follow an ensemble cast as opposed to focusing on only one or two characters.
The Transcendental literary movement was an American literary movement which focused on the individual, becoming closer to nature, and a stance of happy civil disobedience to retain the sense of self in an industrialized world. If poetry is your thing I advise reading Walt Whitman's Leaves of Grass, a work I was required to read in my Sophomore year in high school that, even after the assignment was over I continued to read finding myself enthralled with the simplicity, and pleasurable verse. If you would rather read prose, I highly recommend Henry David Thoreau, whose masterpiece Walden had almost escaped my library's hungry expansion. I was debating my final selection at a Books-A-Million and had to choose betwixt Walden, which at the time I had only heard about, and an unabridged copy of The Iliad. As I had already read The Iliad, Walden found its way into my bookshelf.
Recent additions to my bookshelf include James Joyce's "Ulysses", "Team of Rivals" (a biographical work on Lincoln, pardon my not knowing the author offhand, but I can't recall without looking, and I'm not at home right now), Fyodor Dostoyevsky's "The Brothers Karamazof", and hopefully soon, Christopher Hitchens' "Arguably".