“The Road” by Cormac McCarthy held me captive, staying up all night immersed in its pages, awakening the next morning with a lingering sense of melancholy. Stephen King’s works, especially “The Shining,” share that unique ability to make you eagerly anticipate the next page, constantly wondering what twist awaits.
Almost everything I read. The way my ADHD, OCD, impulsiveness and curiosity all combine to make it almost an obsession to know and understand. I also enjoy reading the most when I’m desperately trying to cram in a few paragraphs before I fully succumb to sleep because I often have insanely vivid dreams of my book as I imagine it to be. I will say this (for the purpose of perspective) I have a few mental illnesses not limited to the ones I listed above, and VERY VERY severe forms of sleeping disorders as well including but not limited to narcolepsy, severe insomnia, somnambulance, somniloquy, sleep paralysis, nightmares, waking nightmares and full-blown night terrors. I tend to use books as a way to control what I’ll dream about that night, rather than gamble on meds or hope for the best (which only happens about 12% of the time so not reliable).