The Man in My Basement by Walter Mosley

I’ll be honest, I don’t know why I picked up this novel. I can little relate to the story or its main character, or even its sort of important supporting characters, but still, I really liked it. If you’re looking for a shorter story to read in pieces throughout your work week or to spend a day in a reading nook, this is a great choice.

(Fair warning, some parts are a bit NSFW but the story flows so well, you’ll breeze past the parts in minutes.)

Another thing: the story itself isn’t inspiring or eye-opening — at least not as it impacted me — but it’s incredibly genuine. I’d half believe the author experienced every detailed between its covers; though I know he didn’t.

It’s one of those stories that strikes you as oddly pleasant but you can’t think of anyone to share it with — not because they won’t appreciate it but because you know that they couldn’t possibly interpret it the same way as you.

What stories have you read that struck you this way? Let me know in the comments below or on your preferred media platform (always @hollyandoates).



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