I'm not quite sure that it counts, but I suggest reading Alice Munro's "Too much happiness", which is a novel, but it is made up of several short stories. At a first glance it's like reading any good story about someone elses piece of life, until there is a really odd twist to it, that you most certainly didn't see coming, and the ending is usually also not quite what the reader thought it might have been.
When I was young, there was a god with infinite power protecting me. Is there anyone else who felt that way? And was sure about it? but the first time I fell in love, I was thrown down - or maybe I broke free - and I bade farewell to God and became human. Now I don't have God's protection, and I walk on the ground without wings, but I don't regret this hardship. I want to live as a person. -Arina Tanemura
