By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept, Elizabeth Smart

Unlike anything else I have read, poetic, heart-wrenching and pathetic all together. 

Anaïs Nin, A Spy in the House of Love

In A Spy in the House of Love Nin looks at the idea that different (romantic) relationships bring out or satisfy different parts of our personalities. It's not clear if this woman is adapting herself to the men, or looking for different things in each of them, maybe a little of both. It's a look at roles, dynamics and ideals or hopes in relationships. It is relatable and seems years ahead of its time. 

Raynor Winn, The Salt Path

The Salt Path is the true story of a husband and wife who become homeless almost simultaneously as the husband receives a terminal illness diagnosis. Without a better plan, they decide to walk the 630 mile South West Coast Path, wild camping on the way. 

It is a gripping read, the emotional and physical difficulty apparent in the writing, which is shot through with beautiful observations and musings. There are small kindnesses and some thoughtless unkindnesses, coupled with the fact that the two protagonists are not, and not portrayed as, 'perfect' but struggling and human. Threading through the book is the incredibly strong and loving bond between Winn and her husband, and the fear that they will lose each other.