As anyone knows from reading my perambulations on this and other venus, my love in Literature is deeply rooted in SF (the good kind). I've probably read everything worth reading in the field (in the last 10 years or so not so much, because the quality has been dwindling...).
As soon as I got my eyes on Rui Chafes' “Losing the Soul/Perder a Alma”, my SFional side resurfaced. Lots of novels and authors went through my mind: James Blish's Okie cities (spindizzy devices come to the rescue...), Gibson's Japanese landscapes, Poul Anderson's Arvanneth, Arthur C. Clarke's Diaspar, Cherryh's Downbelow Station, Fritz Lang's Metropolis, Miéville's New Crobuzon, Sprague de Camp's Twelve Cities, Walter M. Miller's Texarkana, and so on.
SF = Speculative Fiction.
The rest of my musings can be found elsewhere.