I can only go by books that I’ve read, and these are pretty much in order:
The Grapes of Wrath, Steinbeck
East of Eden, Steinbeck
One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest, Ken Kesey
The Milagro Beanfield War, John Nichols
Lonesome Dove, Larry McMurtry
I picked these based on the fact that it was almost impossible to put them down, once I started reading them. There are more, of course, but I’ve already overstepped the OP.
How can one choose? Impossible, really, especially if you really fairly consider literature from all over the world, and not just the USA and Great Britain. I’ll stick with English language novels, I guess (totally unfair, but that’s what I know best.)
Winesburg, Ohio by Sherwood Anderson. Or maybe that would be rejected as being a cycle of short stories, not truly a novel. A truly awesome cycle of short stories, but yeah, ok.
Or, maybe Mark Twain’s The Mysterious Stranger. Joseph Heller’s Catch 22?
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man by James Joyce should be up there. Also Salman Rushie’s Satanic Verses or Midnight’s Children.
Here’s is a good place to go for ideas, except for “The Reader’s List,” whose top 10 is choked with idiot rubbish by L. Ron Hubbard and Ayn Rand. ETA: I don’t agree with Ulysses as top choice.
Heck with it. I’ll just pick the novel I’ve read and enjoyed the most of all of them by far: J.R.R. Tolkien’s The Lord of the Rings.
I had to read it in high school, and I knew that, like all the other stuff they forced on us, it was going to suck.
But when, or if, I have to go to a nursing home and can have only a very small shelf of books, this will be one of them. I’ll get it in large print if I have to.
I haven’t read Dickens since I had to choke down Great Expectations. And The Pearl soured me on Steinbeck. We had to read Shakespeare without ever seeing a play performed or on film. thank God I watched Measure for Measure in a BBC production, or I’d still have passed the Bard by.
My choices are candidates for Favorite Twenty, rather than Greatest One.
I’ve read only about one-quarter of the “classics,” but found some of them, e.g. Dos Passos’ U.S.A., too tedious.
Call of the Wild, The Old Man and the Sea, Of Mice and Men – I like novellas. Catch-22. And let’s include something by Martin Amis, e.g. Time’s Arrow, Money or London Fields.
Is it silly to mention the influential The Wonderful World of Oz?
Can I pick two? One for the books I read in English and one for the ones I read in French.
Read in English: Woolf: Mrs Dalloway
Runners-up (in alphabetical order)
Atwood: Surfacing Dos Passos: Manhattan Transfer Fowles: The French Lieutenant’s Woman Golding: Pincher Martin Golding: *Free Fall * Woolf: *To the Lighthouse * Woolf: *The Waves *
Read in French: Perec: La vie mode d’emploi (Life A User’s Manual)
Runners-up (in alphabetical order)
[SPOILER]Bulgakov: The Master and Margarita Butor: La Modification (Second Thoughts) Calvino: Invisible Cities Céline: Voyage au bout de la nuit (Journey to the End of the Night) Döblin: Berlin Alexanderplatz Gracq: Le Rivage des Syrtes (The Opposing Shore) Kafka: The Castle Tournier: Vendredi ou les Limbes du Pacifique (Friday, or, The Other Island) Yourcenar: L’OEuvre au noir (The Abyss, or Zeno of Bruges)
Not a novel but I must mention Borges’s The Garden of Forking Paths.[/SPOILER]
Pimp by Iceberg Slim. There’s a wonderful column by Josh Alan Friedman comparing and contrasting Iceberg Slim’s oeuvre to his former classmate Ralph (Invisible Man) Ellison’s. Ellison got all the awards, but Slim got the booty and the cash, baby!
IMHO of course: The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien was the greatest novel of the 20th century. He also basically made the fantasy genre along with it.
My reading is weighted heavily on the non-fiction side, so I’ve probably missed some of the greatest novels, but of the ones I’ve read, I’d have to go with The Grapes of Wrath. It is a masterpiece.
Runners-up would be Sometimes a Great Notion (Kesey) and Centennial (Michener).
Honorable mention to Richard Bradford’s remarkable Red Sky at Morning, a fine little book that never seems to get the attention it deserves.
It’s possible that regional snobbery plays a role in my critical judgement, as all my favorites seem to be set in the American West.
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