100 books like Tales of the Unexpected

My second pick is also an impressive, wide-ranging author - from generation-spanning sagas to prison diaries to collections of short stories. Among his several books of short stories, I find this the best as each story in the collection has a very interesting—literally—twist in the tail. These twists hit more and closer to the reader’s heart as the reader is really invested in the well-fleshed-out characters, such as the relatable mechanic-turned-reluctant-chef in ‘A la Carte.’ 

Though Jeffrey Archer is the master of pulp fiction, I find his pacing crisper in his short stories. They are fast-paced and breezy and smack you hard on the back on your way out.

Ruskin Bond is known more for his simple stories about everyday people in the Himalayan foothills (like a North Indian R.K. Narayan). He does throw in the odd story, which seems like a folktale with a surprising ending like A Face in the Night and The Eyes Have It. This livens up the collection more, as you don’t know when you will get one of the unexpected plot twists.

His books ooze with his love for his adopted country, and he writes with such tenderness about young characters that they are wholesome and fulfilling to read.

What I love most about him is that he is one of the most approachable and friendly authors. He spends hours sitting in his hometown’s main bookshop talking with readers and autographing their purchases. 

William Sydney Porter, better known by his pen name, O. Henry, was an American writer known primarily for his short stories. He also wrote poetry and nonfiction. He is most famous for his short story "The Gift of the Magi", from which many modern romantic novels and books have been derived.

I, however, like The Last Leaf more for its poignant climax and the delicate depiction of empathy. His other stories in the collection are sepia-tinted portrayals of a different world in a more genteel times with a cast from all stratas of American society. All the other stories are equally entertaining and engrossing.

Least known among the five, John M. W. Smith has made the short story with a twist in his niche, with an assortment of wacky stories and scary stories with surprising endings. What I liked most about the book is its simple writing and uncomplicated plots. However, despite the storylines being linear, the endings were unpredictable.

Interestingly, since the reader knows that the author is leading one towards a plot twist, the anticipation builds in a crescendo towards the climax—and on coming across the unexpected ending, the reader is left with awe at the dexterity of the handling. Of the lot, I found A Social Handicap and Every Dog Has Its Day the most endearing and satisfying.

First published in German in 1939, I find this book still relevant to our time. One lesson I have learned is to examine my feelings toward those who are less fortunate. Other than feeling a sense of pity, how else should I react? The book makes me think about whether our pity as an outsider really helps or whether this feeling only serves as a defense mechanism that helps relieve our guilty feelings over living a life of abundance and security.

Hofmiller, the main protagonist of the book experiences such a moral dilemma: should he do more for a young woman who is less fortunate? The juxtaposition of his actions and those of the young woman’s father works exceedingly well. 

If a Wes Anderson movie collided with From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler, it would feel something like this. Thirteen-year-old Theodora’s grandfather recently died, leaving her alone with her mentally ill mother, a crumbling Greenwich Village townhouse, a heap of unpaid bills, and the cryptic message, “Look under the egg”—and what Theo uncovers is a compelling mystery that stretches from the Italian Renaissance to the Nazi prison camps. The community that builds around Theo as she looks for answers is full of great New York eccentrics, and the Manhattan setting is captured with love and charm.

I loved this collection of short stories primarily for the characters that Kevin Wilson created. The humanity and eclectic traits that he puts into them connected with me on a personal level. It’s almost as if the characters could live in a Wes Anderson film. While the people shine in these stories, the plots still have that inventive odd twist that left me smiling. And the story from which the collection takes its name was a melancholic surreal tale that left me thinking about its layers of meaning long after I finished reading it.

We always felt that Mad Men was one of the true gems of the turn of the millennium. Set during the tumultuous Sixties, it adeptly mirrored the various social, political, and cultural changes that marked that decade. On the surface structured like many TV series “companion” books (detailing the plot and major credits for each individual episode), Seitz’s book goes deeper to explain the underlying messages of each episode.

Even when we recall an episode’s story, reading Seitz’s book is like taking a fascinating course on all things Mad Men. About half of the entries are based on episode reviews Seitz wrote for New York magazine and its Vulture website, while the others are new to this book.

This is a beautifully written psychological thriller.

At a high school reunion, a polite invitation between old friends—Elise, a successful actor, invites Abby, who is floundering, to visit her in LA—spirals into Abby’s attempt to infiltrate the star’s life. The novel fearlessly plumbs the mysteries and complications of friendship and shows how misguided impulses can gradually take over our psyches.

I’m a fan of big endings, and this novel’s final paragraphs, which cap Abby’s disturbed yet compelling emotional journey, are stunners. 

I once played Henry Higgins' mother in a local theatrical production of My Fair Lady. I delighted in the music and in portraying (in a white wig and wrinkled make-up) the stern, wise Mrs. Higgins, even as I also wondered whether Higgins and Pickering were perhaps secretly a couple and if Eliza was asexual.

This made me want to read the play on which My Fair Lady is based, George Bernard Shaw’s Pygmalion. I did not get answers to my somewhat whimsical questions about sexuality, but I did see in even greater relief the turning of women into objects that ambitious, selfish men may do.