I recently finished reading Quiet for the second time in 6 months. I’m a big fan of re-reading, but usually I at least wait a year first! But Susan’s book is so good that I just wanted to go through it again. It’s a brilliant book, but on top of that, Quiet makes me feel like I’m not crazy.
Have you ever read a book like that? A book that reassures you–despite your persistent doubts–that you’re not crazy after all?
Here are 5 books that I keep coming back to for reassurance that I’m not crazy.
I thought I was well-versed on personality issues, but Susan Cain’s brilliant book made me go “Aha!” over and over again. Our culture has an extroverted bias, but Quiet reminds me that there are other people out there like me, that the world needs us, and that we aren’t crazy. More info →
My first year of motherhood wasn’t anything like what my friends told me to expect or what I read about in the baby books. I wondered if I was just doing it all wrong–until I read The Out -of-Sync Child. More info →
I knew I’d rather walk short distances than drive, and preferred bustling downtowns and first-ring suburbs to the car-dependent exurbs, but I couldn’t put my finger on why until I read Jane Jacobs’ classic. Jacobs helped me understand the nagging feelings I’d always had about the way we structured–or failed to structure–our living spaces here in America. More info →
What keeps me from getting my writing done? Me. I resonated with so much of what Pressfield had to say about the many forms the Resistance takes, and how to combat it. I recognized myself over and over in these pages–and I’d thought I was the only one. More info →
I’ve adopted Madeleine L’Engle as an honorary mentor. Anyone who can coin a phrase like “the tired thirties” and admit that her kids told her to sit down at the typewriter and write when she got cranky is worth listening to. I suspect our brains work the same way (except for the part where hers cranks out gorgeous fiction and mine is terrified of the genre).