My Year In Books: 2025

 The Night After Christmas - Kes Gray
*Night Side Of The River - Jeanette Winterson
The Blue-Footed Booby - Rob Biddulph
Hotel World - Ali Smith
The Penguin Lessons - Tom Michell
The Great Gatsby - F. Scott Fitzgerald
Pageboy - Elliot Page 
The Dead - James Joyce

This happy find,

 

Winter Stack.

February —
The Great Gatsby | F. Scott Fitzgerald 

A happy revisit to one of my old favourites, prompted by R4's re-imagining by Roy Williams; also brilliantly conceived. 

I was curious as to how much still stemmed from the original & how much had been adapted to suit the Harlem renaissance. 
Returning to it some twenty years later, I was struck by Jay's blind faith & naïve optimism; 'you can't repeat the past'.
Aye, agreed. 

January —
Pageboy | Elliot Page

Insightful.
Vulnerable.
Compelling. 

I was glad to have encountered Page's book; to better educate myself as a trans ally & to pass it along to someone else seeking to do similar. 

'At this point in my life, it didn’t really feel like a choice, there was no other option. I had to choose to engage as my authentic self, or die not trying.' [199]

'There was a spark, a seed, something getting stirred up. My body leaned in, knowing not to stop there, sensing it before my mind did. This flesh vessel, always vastly smarter than me, if only I’d managed to listen.' [237]

Page, Elliot. Pageboy. Doubleday | imprint of Transworld Publishers | Penguin Random House: London, 2023.

My Year In Books: 2024

Shadow Reader - Imtiaz Dharker

*Hotel World - Ali Smith

The Marble Collector - Cecelia Ahern

Postman Pat And The Pet Show - John Cunliffe    

Kindness Is Magic - Duba Kolanovic    

The Magic Crayon - Amy Sparkes & Ali Pye        

Cave Baby - Julia Donaldson & Emily Gravett

You Must Bring A Hat - Simon Phillip & Kate Hindley        

Mouse's Wood - Alice Melvin        

Too Much Stuff - Emily Gravett        

LOVE - Corinne Averiss & Kristi Beautyman        

A Day That's Ours - Blake Nuto & Vyara Boyadjieva                 

Sunny Side Up - Clare Helen Welsh & Ana Sanfelippo        

The Who's Whonicorn of Unicorns - Kes Gray & Garry Parsons

From Crimea With Love - Jason Salkey 

.  .  .  .  . 
 

On the Sharpe Series:  

If I was to recommend a reading order to others, I would say to start with either Eagle or perhaps Rifles, read in publication order up to the end of the India Trilogy in 1999, & then stop. One can make a case for the later-published books if one just wants to know more about the battles, but from the perspective of making sense of Sharpe, they should be put on the same level as Lois Lane’s ‘imaginary stories’ from 1960s Superman comics. Discount them from your reading order altogether.

— https://www.sealionpress.co.uk/post/prequel-problems-sharpe-s-reading-order

My Year In Books: 2023

Ghosts: The Button House Archives - Them There
How to Buy a House - Kirstie Allsopp & Phil Spencer 
*The Relentless Elimination of Hurry - John Mark Comer
I Dreamed I Met Vermeer - Carol Hill Marks
The Grinny Granny Donkey - Richard Curtis
Four Weddings & a Funeral: The Screenplay - Craig Smith & Katz Cowley
Go Set A Watchman - Harper Lee  
A Thousand Mornings - Mary Oliver
Mr Peacock’s Possessions - Lydia Syson
The Art Of The Tea Towel - Marnie Fogg
Breadsong: How Baking Changed Our Lives - Al Tait & Kitty Tait
The Same But Different Too - Karl Newson
Attachments - Rainbow Rowell
Song From Faraway  -  Simon Stephens
My Name Is Lucy Barton - Elizabeth Strout
The Philosophy of Beer - Jane Peyton
Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist - David Levithan & Rachel Cohn

Quest.

Oh, you Pretty.

I had very much planned for this visit during my time in Chicago.
First glimpse giddy.

Some online reading prior had made me realise I wouldn't get so lucky as to be in town on a regular day, complete with library tour as a book fair was scheduled but still... a fair & proper way to enjoy a library nonetheless.

Hence this fan girl left happy after time amongst the stacks.

Right proper placement amongst the stalls  ღ

[Thank you Niffenegger!]

_____________

On so many levels. 
I drafted this poem's finer details into a letter
but didn't keep stock of those for myself.

Word On The Water, LDN

book nook!

Spring Extracts.

May —

Attachments |  Rainbow Rowell

from the 'Annie Spence Recommends' list.
I liked it; it grew on me. And, importantly, the one-sided origin of the attachment was addressed outright, otherwise the snooping would've felt even more awkward. 

Lincoln still thought about Beth. All the time, at first.

He subscribed to the newspaper so that he could read her reviews at breakfast and again at lunch. He tried to figure out how she was doing through her writing. Did she seem happy? Was she being too hard on romantic comedies? Or too generous?

Reading her reviews kept his memory of her alive in a way he probably shouldn’t want. Like a pilot light inside of him. It made him make sometimes, when she was being especially funny or insightful, or when he could read past her words to something true that he knew about her. But the aching faded, too. Things get better — hurt less — over time. If you let them.  [339]

Rowell, Rainbow. Attachments. 
Orion Books: London, 2012

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February —

My Name Is Lucy Barton|  Elizabeth Strout

This, I read after talk of a staging so I thought I'd best acquaint myself with the text.

It was ... okay. 
In a nutshell, the quote below encapsulates the shifting narrator that put me in mind of Ishiguro. Strout's fragmentary style and narration meant I didn't warm to the childlike Lucy.  

I am still not sure it’s a true memory, except I do know it, I think.
I mean: It is true. Ask anyone who knew us.  [119]

I began to feel like the novel had hit its stride in the plot around the workshop with Sarah Payne. A shift came in the storytelling with the directive: 'go to the page'  being followed through & a declaration now of 'abuse', putting a wholly different slant on the childhood detailed thus far [120 / 135].

Other elements recalled Plath's Esther Greenwood: 
the clinical recovery setting post-breakdown; talk of trash & awards  [112]. 

______

... as though they were silently saying You are not one of us, as though I had betrayed them by leaving them. I suppose I had.  [162]

Strout, Elizabeth. My Name Is Lucy Barton
Penguin | Random House: London, 2016.

Winter Stack

 

Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist |  Cohn & Levithan

Nick stands up and offers his hand to me. I have no idea what he wants, but what the hell, I take his hand anyway, and he pulls me up on my feet then presses against me for a slow dance and it's like we're in a dream where he's Christopher Plummer and I'm Julie Andrews and we're dancing on the marble floor of an Austrian terrace garden. Somehow my head presses Nick's T-shirt and in this moment I am forgetting about time and Tal because maybe my life isn't over. Maybe it's only beginning. 

Cohn, Rachel & David Levithan. Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist. 
Electric Monkey: Great Britain, 2014.

The Sense of an Ending | Julian Barnes

Her own shelves held a lot of poetry, in volume and pamphlet form: Eliot, Auden, MacNiece. There were Left Book Club editions of Orwell and Koestler, some calf-bound nineteenth-century novels, a couple of childhood Arthur Rackhams, and her comfort book, I Capture the Castle. I didn’t for a moment doubt that she had read them all or that they were the right books to own. [24] 

At the same time, it made sense that Veronica didn’t give me a simple answer, didn’t do or say what I hoped or expected. In this she was at least consistent with my memory of her. Of course, at times, I’d been tempted to set her down as a woman of mystery, as opposed to the woman of clarity I married in Margaret. True, I hadn’t known where I was with her, couldn’t read her heart or her mind or her motivation. But an enigma is a puzzle you want to solve. I didn’t want to solve Veronica, certainly not at this late date. She been a bloody difficult young woman, 40 years ago, and – on the evidence of this two-word two-finger response – didn’t seem to have mellowed with age. [82] 

… There was a moment in my late twenties, when I admitted that my adventurousness had long since petered out. I would never do those things adolescence had dreamt about. Instead, I mowed my lawn, I took holidays, I had my life. 

But time . . . how time first grounds and then confounds us. We thought we were being mature when we were only being safe. We imagined we were being responsible but were only being cowardly. What we called realism turned out to be a way of avoiding things rather than facing them. Time . . . give us enough time and our best-supported decisions will seem wobbly, our certainties whimsical. [93]

Barnes, Julian. The Sense of an Ending. Vintage: London, 2012.

My Year In Books: 2022

*The Relentless Elimination of Hurry - John Mark Comer

The Sense of an Ending - Julian Barnes

The House With Chicken Legs - Sophie Anderson

Open Water - Caleb Azuma Nelson

Two Across - Jeffrey Bartsch

The Unlikely Escape of Uriah Heep - H.G. Parry

The Bread Pet: A Sourdough Story - Kate DePalma

The Bad Beekeeper's Club - Bill Turnbull

Flush - Virginia Woolf

Mr Penumbra’s 24-Hour Bookstore - Robin Sloan

Was She Pretty? - Leanne Shapton

The Time Traveller's Wife - Audrey Niffenegger
The Art of Sourdough Scoring - Brittany Wood

Howards End Is On The Landing - Susan Hill

Dear Fahrenheit 451 - Annie Spence

Virginia Woolf At Home - Hilary Macaskill

Novel Houses: Twenty Famous Fictional Dwellings - Christina Hardyment

Hedwig And The Angry Inch - John Cameron Mitchell & Stephen Trask 

The Dictionary of Lost Words - Pip Williams

There's a Dinosaur in my Bathtub - Catalina Echeverri

Becoming - Michelle Obama