/lit/ - Literature

A book has never made me cry, but the most depressing book I know is The Bell Jar.

>>1199002
I was about to say that<3

That book made me sit in bed for three days. It's fucking amazing and horribly depressing.

Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix after reading 1-4.
>Skip 6 & 7

>>1199002
me also thats why i want one to make me cry, just something raw and powerful that will change my life.

>>1199004
well if there are two people then i have to read it also who is author?

>>1199008
already read that wasnt super sad...

The Road by Cormac McCarthy.

>>1199009

Sylvia Plath is the author.

>>1199009
Sylvia Plath. Only good female writer I've come across.

>>1199016
thanks
>>1199012
ill check it out

short story called epicac by kurt vonnegut

>>1199029
would this be online anywhere? i dont think i can go to a library for a short story and i dont feel like looking it up on google...

Jude the Obscure, by Thomas Hardy. Basically almost any novel by Thomas Hardy.

>>1198999
Since we're already on the subject of Sylvia Plath, go read Lady Lazarus. It's a poem, but it's the only poem I've ever read that made me want to burst into tears.

>This is Number Three.
>What a trash
>To annihilate each decade.
>Sylvia Plath implying that she's trash
>mfw

>>1199041

A woman with no self esteem? WELL I NEVER.

>>1199045
Oh, you.

>>1199041
im not very good with poetry...
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/archive/poem.html?id=178961

thats link to poem just to share, was she an author during the holocaust?

>>1199056
No, but she liked to make references here and there to it in her last poems. I think her father was Jewish or German; can't remember which.

>>1199041

>>1199056

No, she was just a whiny bitch.

>>1199041
Overly sensitive faggot detected. There is far more depressing shit than OH GOD I FEEL LIKE I'M A BAD PERSON.

Jimmy Corrigan: THe smartest kid on earth.

ummm can you guys recommend sad books maybe...?

>>1199067

Like what?

Depressing poetry time, bitches:
http://rpo.library.utoronto.ca/poem/2015.html
http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/19140
http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/19911
http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15377

For books, try Revolutionary Road, by Richard Yates, or maybe Flowers for Algernon, by Daniel Keyes.

>>1199083
Ever read the ending to "And We Three"? Shit's about three bros that go through life doing all sorts of awesome shit, it's kind of a coming-of-age story that follows them through some rough shit as they make their way in the world.

At the end, Johnny is murdered for some cash, and the other two head to the bar they usually frequent. Since the third is always late, Rich would always joke about saving a seat and say something along the lines of "Hey that seat's saved for that late son-of-a-bitch!"

When somebody goes to sit next to him, on instinct, he starts to say it, and then he remembers.

;_;

>>1199077
Pick up a book by Faulkner and you can assume that it's not going to work out for any of the protagonists. I'd say The Sound and The Fury is very bleak.
>>1199067
>implying that Plath thought she was a bad person

>>1199104

That sounds really stupid. Vapid, faux-manly, hurr let's get a beer but our bro died.

Mrs. Dalloway can be a real downer at times.

>>1199120
You're retarded. The sad thing here is that the two went out for a drink, and there was the third seat, empty, and they had been there so many times with their friend that, when somebody sat down, one of them was ready to say that the seat was taken.

>>1199125

Their friend died.

Boo fucking hoo.

>>1199130

>>1199062
>>1199062
Her father was German. She has a poem, that's partially in German, and essentially compares him to a Nazi. She's up there with authors that I just want to give a big hug and tell them it'll be alright.

>>1199104

No-one gives a fuck about people like that, who go home from drinking and rape their daughters on a corner of the kitchen table.

>>1199186

I find people like that very interesting.

Death be not Proud not only made me cry a lot, but made me believe I have brain tumors. I have random searing pains in my head, and I know it's from reading this book.

>>1199130
>>1199120
>>1199186
Because a one sentence summary will always convey the emotional weight of a storyline effectively. Really, presentation and atmosphere have nothing at all to do with impact.

East of Eden. My soul still hurts and I read it a year ago. I've never been so depressed by a book. It was beautiful, though.

>>1199180
Oh, yeah, that's right. That was in "Daddy" right?

>She's up there with authors that I just want to give a big hug and tell them it'll be alright.

Plath confirmed for HUGGABLE tier.

>>1198999
The End of Alice was pretty sad. Child abuse. A pedophile whose mind is misunderstood by a society that plagues and rejects him. And the slow but sure decline of a young girl's innocence/sanity.

Also "The Raw Shark Texts" made me cry. Mainly because i was dealing with the suicide of my sister while i was reading it.

>>1199524

You do realize that it was just a phase for the girl.

And what the hell? The guy wasn't misunderstood, he was fucking insane.

His first action after the novel is probably going to be his killing of the girl.

A Prayer For Owen Meaney will entertain you right up to the last chapter. Then--BAM!--total emotional devastation.

>>1199533
To save face I'm just going to agree with you.

Anyways sir, would you recommend any other A.M. Homes books?

Where the Red Fern Grows made me cry when I read it for school in the 6th grade ;_:

And then we watched the movie in class, and everyone was bawwing.

>>1199559
I read Gatsby a few times and it never really made me feel all that depressed. Then I watched the adaptation with Robert Redford and manly tears for Gatsby.

A farewell to arms, Ernest Hemingway

Read Anne Sexton. She's twice the poet Plath was.

>>1199734
She (Sexton) said this about Hughes' Crow:
>Let all the poets of the world bow down their heads in admiration and awe. Ted Hughes’ Crow has done it and it will last for generations.

I like her just for that.

Jean Dominique Bauby "The Diving Bell and the Butterfly".

my god. That book ruined my week. It was beautiful...but it doesn't tug at your heart, it rips it.

A Child Called "It". I didn't really cry at it, but it was depressing as hell and I raged like a motherfucker. Child abuse is my berserk button.

The piece on this in the new yorker made me shed tears shamelessly on the bus

http://www.amazon.com/Mourning-Diary-Roland-Barthes/dp/product-description/080906233X

>>1199100
Depressing poetry? This is one of my favorites, in a terribly bittersweet kind of way.

http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15930

The Half Blood Prince

Dumbledore's death was the day my childhood ended.