The best books that are short enough for you to read all at once in a comfy chair with a nice glass of wine

Many years ago, a writer friend recommended Mrs. Caliban to me, without hinting about the plot or characters. “Just try it,” she said. “It’s so you.” She knew me well! I fell hard in love with this book that seemed like a wacky, comic, poetic collage of suburban reality, romance, and sci-fi thriller, with even a bit of horror thrown in.

The genius of Rachel Ingalls sneaks up on you until you’re totally verklempt over protagonist Dorothy’s fearless befriending of “Aquarius the Monsterman,” or, as she called him, “Larry.” A classic novella, and the perfect book for those moments you need to be mercifully transported from everyday life.

I’ve been a devoted Salinger fan ever since Holden Caulfield made me cry in the fifties. After that, I devoured every Salinger book I could find, thereby acquainting myself with the fascinating Glass family.

In this book, narrator Buddy Glass reads a letter written years before by his precocious brother Seymour at age seven. You get the picture: Salinger is at it again, wryly wrangling quirky commentary on everything from family relationships to discourses on God. And it’s funny too, of course.

This book was first published by The New Yorker in 1965, taking up almost the entire issue (yes, I have one!), and it’s a little hard to find, but give it a Google. It’s the last piece Salinger published during his lifetime.

I have tremendous admiration for the way this author created the characters, the epistolary structure, and the gorgeous, surprising, poetic, intimate, riveting prose that seems to effortlessly unravel as if it were the telling of a beautiful dream.

For me, the absolute proof of a novella‘s success is that you are left stunned and begging for more. I do want more, but at the very same time, I’m grateful for what I have and happy to relive it over and over again in my mind. Here is a book you’ll want to return to, so you can meet up again with this collection of unlikely soulmates.

I get really happy when I can say this about a book: “I’ve never read anything like it!” This book isn’t fiction—or at least the author insists it isn’t, but it’s one of the most compelling books I’ve read, possibly because I’m the kind of animal lover who, in one way or another, puts animals in all her stories.

J. Allen Boone spins mesmerizing tales about animal intelligence and animal communication, filling his pages with philosophy and observations about animal lives from his friend, the German Shepherd movie star Strongheart, to a common house fly named Freddie. It’s not a children’s book—it’s a human’s book!

I find the very word “novella” delicious. Edith Wharton is one of my favorite writers, and this book is near the top of my deliciousness list. How can you resist a book with a killer first line like this: “I had the story, bit by bit, from various people, and, as generally happens in such cases, each time it was a different story.”

The setting is so important here, too: a bitter Massachusetts winter that reflects the tale’s somber mood. Unlike the characters in Wharton’s The Age of Innocence, the characters here are not of the upper class, but in both books the characters share the internal crisis of whether to honor the moral constraints of their times or follow their aching hearts.