#14: Oxherding Tale, by Charles Johnson. It's mostly out of print these days, I think. I read it for school. I liked most of it. Sometimes it made me laugh. It strikes me as the sort of thing best enjoyed on a second read though, and I don't think I liked it enough for that.
Have you ever read a book or watched a movie and though, "That was good," and genuinely meant it, but then never thought much about it again? That's how this one felt. Not that it's fluffy, just that it was good, but still didn't particularly tickle my fancy.