There are books that are about summer, and then there are books that feel like summer. Sweet and meandering, these books don’t bother themselves with the urgency of plot and pacing. They are perfectly content to spend paragraphs and pages on the rustling of the trees, the delicious ambiance of a breezy candlelit evening, the humid drapery of nostalgia and memory.
For those of us who want to be simply immersed, to slip into the damp, sunkissed skin of our narrator and let the rest of the world fall away, here are ten literary fiction reads for a full-bodied summer escape.