Ohhhh, back in my day -
I was in IB (actually pre-IB), I dropped out and transferred to a technical school for my junior and senior years. [Act of intelligence or ignorance?]
What are your requirements? Do you have to do an analysis on a modern book, or is the movement (time of authorship) free range?
Anyhoo, Here’s a list of random books that I’ve recently read; with weak description included:
“The Crying of Lot 49” by the elusive Mr.Pynchon.
I love Pynchon & I love Lot 49. I’m currently writing a report for my comp.II class on the Crying Lot (so be a cool hipster like myself, join the Pynchon rank.) Pynchon is often considered - annoying, plotless, and is often referred to as a ‘bastard imp demon.’ But, I am also a bastard imp demon and Pynchon’s so-called ‘plotless’ novels are so deliciously ominous that the books foundations can be formed into pretty much anything you please (i.e. “The Threat of Capitalism and Radio D.J.’s, relative to Oedipa Maas as Stephan Dedalus in the Crying of Lot 49.”) & if you choose not to write the report on Pynchon, for the love of Ghandi, you should read him.
“The Star Diaries” by Stanislaw Lem.
This one is a stretch. Stanislaw Lem is a great-underrated writer. He wrote the book “Solaris” which the movie was named after. The Star Diaries is more of a farce on everything. Example - In the first voyage the pilot, Ijon Tichy, gets caught in gravitational vortices that disrupt space/time and he encounters himself & himself & himself & himself (multiplied into the thousands.) Leading to mad relativistic quarrels.
“Neuromancer” by William Gibson.
You don’t need amphetamines. You don’t need crack. Just read Gibson.
It’s a futuristic ‘Blade Runner’-esque book. A cross between ghetto dope fiend gang wars and empire strikes back, star wars. It’s about a ‘matrix hacker’. It’s a damned great read. The language is fast-paced and brilliantly executed. The book has a strong underground following in the computer geek community.
“Been Down So Long It Looks like up to me.” By Richard Farina.
Farina is a lyrical titan. This is the book that inspired the beginning of the end for me (namely, my exit from IB.) It’s about a James Dean type loner, entering back into the college life at the verge of the riot filled sixties. The metaphors are as bountiful as copulating rabbits. A beautiful book. Great study.
My suggestions aren’t really along the Bukowski bordres, but I enjoy Bukowski & I also enjoy Pynchon, Lem, Farina, and Gibson. I hope my blabberings were productive.