The book I didn't find depressing (but my friend did) was The Lovely Bones. It's definitely not a happy story, but lots of stories aren't happy. Part of it may be that when books come out and get great reviews and all I hear is how amazing the book is, I have high expectations. Usually those expectations aren't met. You'd think after being disappointed a couple times I'd learn my lesson and stop having such high expectations, but no.
Anyway, I made it through November again. I'm not sure I said much of anything, but then again I'm not sure I ever do.