I read A Single Man by Christopher Isherwood

I really loved the first half of this. It represents the minutiae of waking up, dragging yourself out of bed, taking a shit, making breakfast, commuting to work, navigating tedious social interactions at work etc. in a way that reveals a lot about the character and also represents the way thought operates (or doesn't) alongside those routine tasks in a really interesting way.

The second half was also good but started working a bit more vigorously towards "plot" or "meaning" than frankly I would have cared for... I wanted to spend more time in the main character's boredom, resentments, small pleasures, routine, etc., than see a significant break with them. Still, it's a really compelling window into representing character at the minute level of thought and action, to surprising depth. Made me want to read more Isherwood! Maybe I will come around on the English.