That Hideous Strength Book

I finished it while 30,000 feet in the air. It was a night-time flight, and after I finished the last page i set it down, turned to look out the window and while my mind wandered and mulled on what i had just experienced with the book, I saw that we were skirting to the side of a storm. The lightning was bouncing from cloud to cloud and it wasn't unlike my thoughts and the way my heart felt; I was elated, and I couldn't think of anywhere I'd rather be when I finished that book -- short of outside the plane. With wings of my own.

I will admit it took me 2 tries to read it. Not as easy to get through as the first 2 books are, because the beginning is a bit slow, even dry. On attempt #2, once I got through page 60 or so, however, I could hardly put it down, and it immediately became one of my favourite books of all time.