It never occurred to me to review my year of reading until I realised that this seems to be the way things are done in the book blogging world. My reading seems to go in phases … I stumble upon a few stunning texts and then fall into a lull where I can’t read anything of consequence and indulge effortlessly in endless thrillers which require little brain power or application. They are easy to put down and come back to, they don’t consume me and they are forgotten as I read the last page.
So, upon reviewing the year of my reading, I am not surprised to see this trend play itself out and to find myself wondering whether it correlates to anything specific in my life – school holidays for example are prime time for thriller consumption.
I will start at the bottom. For those who’ve been reading with me, it is clear that the book that I hated the most this year was The Finkler Question. With that setting the bar, it is difficult for me to allocate any other books in this category.
The bulk of my reading was good but not brilliant.
My top books, in no specific order are as follows:
I enjoyed Solar, The Imperfectionists, Freedom, Room and The Help, but I don’t think that they would rate on a ‘Top Reads’ list. ‘ I think that Nick Cave’s book The Death of Bunny Munro deserves a mention because it was such a shocking read and has really stayed with me for so many reasons.
To think about the year in a slightly different way, I would like to name my favourite authors: Virginia Woolf, Irene Nemirovsky and Colum McCann. These are writers to whom I will constantly return, in awe of their talent and the breadth of their ability to weave a tale and captivate readers.
I am looking forward to some more reading productivity in the coming year, and am waiting, specifically, for the new one from Marcus Zusak!