Dune by Frank Herbert
read by Simon Vance and cast
The library at my high school didn’t have that much of a selection when it came to fiction—just three waist-high aisles. (This was not, as I briefly entertained, to cut down on canoodling; there were plenty of ceiling high shelves over on the nonfiction side.) But it was the only library I had constant access to until I was about sixteen, due to a family vendetta against the public library over a fine. (Not mine, obviously, but Madame McBride never forgets.) That was perfectly alright, since I wasn’t really reading much beyond occasionally inhaling a Jodi Picoult novel in a day, whatever was assigned for the school’s book club, and the occasional Heroes fanfic.
Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides
read by Kristoffer Tabori
Middlesex was my introduction to Jeffrey Eugenides in high school—I’d seen a friend of mine toting it around, so I swapped for it on SwapTree and got to reading. If you’ve spent any time on this blog, you’ll know I absolutely love Eugenides, who stole my literary heart with his knack for detail long before Chabon did, and Middlesex is the book that did it. I learned a lot reading it, and the paperback copy I got on SwapTree remains on my bookshelf to this day. While shelving at the library, I stumbled across the audiobook, which was then promptly checked out by someone who wasn’t me. I patiently waited for it to come back in (instead of putting it on hold like a normal person) and immediately snatched it up.