Ender’s Game, by Orson Scott Card
Some days, we spend a lot of time searching through book deals (okay, okay… shopping) before we find the perfect one for the blog. But today, we found Ender’s Game about three seconds into our browsing, and that was it. No need to look any further. The writing is superb, but direct. (More like Hemingway than like Rothfuss, although Card loved Name of the Wind as much as we did.) It’s subtle, and it’s smart–profound, but never preachy.