The Time Traveler's Wife

I reread this book in about two days in preparation for the movie. The first time I read it, I did so on the subway while commuting to Queens from Manhattan for an internship. Eventually (probably about two thirds of the way through the book) I had to stop reading it in public. I'm not exactly the biggest fan of crying in front of strangers. Fortunately I reached the end of the book in the comfort and privacy of my studio apartment (my creepy World Of Warcraft playing roommate happened to be gone) so that I could ugly-cry in peace. We're talking drool, people. Not cute.

Bottom line: one of the most beautiful and heartbreaking books I've ever read. Forget the movie — though entertaining and made 6 of the 8 people I saw it with last night cry — but it's middling in comparison to the beauty of Niffenegger's novel. A must-read.