Sunday, December 30, 2018

2018 books: A story of my year


I've been thinking a lot this year about how the books you read leave a trail of insights on your life. What are you trying to improve? What are you learning about? How have your reading tastes changed over the years? Why are you reading so much escapist fiction? Why is this the exact book you needed at this time in your life? 

In the introduction of 1,000 Books to Read Before You Die by James Mustich, we read:
A good book is the opposite of a selfie; the right book at the right time can expand our lives in the way we love does, making us more thoughtful, more generous, more brave, more alert to the world's wonders and more pained by its inequities, more wise, more kind. (pg. xi)
We've all heard the phrase "a picture is worth a thousand words," but words still have the power to tell our stories in ways pictures can't. A picture posted on social media is a quick, easy look into someone's life, but the words you say and the words you surround yourself with tell a different kind of story. Maybe even one you didn't realize you were revealing.

And with that, I give you my 2018 story, told through books.

Goal: 70 books

Books read: 81

Pages read: 29,650 (366 pages/book)

Ratings:

  • 5 stars: 22
  • 4 stars: 33
  • 3 stars: 21
  • 2 stars: 5
  • 1 star: 0

First reads: 75

Rereads: 6

Fiction: 63

Nonfiction: 18

Books by female authors: 49

Books by male authors: 29

*Plus 3 books by multiple authors.

Longest book: 11/22/63, by Stephen King. 1080 pages.

Shortest book: The Mansion, by Henry Van Dyke. 61 pages.

Favorite book, fiction: A Man Called Ove, by Fredrik Backman. For a while I had this post subtitled "The year I read about lots of cranky old guys." My grandpa is one of those lovable, cranky, stubborn old guys, so can you blame me for melting all over for these types of stories? This book in particular completely stole my heart: I laughed, I cried, I pondered. It's a perfect, written-just-for-me type of book. I wouldn't change a thing about it.

Favorite book, nonfiction: I agonized for weeks trying to decide which of my two favorite nonfiction reads deserved the top spot. But you know what? This is my blog; I can pick two books if I want to.

First up is My Life in France, by Julia Child. She lived such an interesting life, and her delightful personality shines through on every page. I read this while I was on vacation in New York/Canada, but she made me feel like I was right there with her in France.

Next up is a book I bought while in New York, which I started reading during all the evacuation chaos: Bill Bryson's At Home: A Short History of Private Life. He goes through every room in his house and gets into the history of every aspect of home life. Sounds boring, right? Wrong. This book is fascinating, and at times funny, and I learned tons of cool stuff.

Favorite reread: This was a light reread year for me—only 6 books! How far I've come from the girl who had limited access to libraries and reread her favorite books every summer. I read Shannon Hale's Books of Bayern series, starting with the lovely The Goose Girl, early this summer. I moved into a new house, new neighborhood, new ward in June, and while this was a much needed and welcome change, starting anything new is stressful. Something familiar, particularly a fun, well-written YA fantasy series, was the comfort food I needed as I unwound at the end of each day.

It was a very different reading experience this time. I didn't relate to the characters on the same level I did in my early 20s because I've, thankfully, conquered most of my adolescent fears. But the best books always have more to give. Which is why I'm certain this won't be the last time I read these books.

Book I want to reread: I totally made up this category at the last minute so I could talk about this book: Spinning Silver, by Naomi Novik. Everyone is talking about this one, and for good reason: it's practically perfect in every way. It's loosely based on the Rumpelstiltskin fairy tale and everything about it is, well, close to perfection—the world building, the characters, the writing. If you read Uprooted and were underwhelmed like I was, this one should do it for you.

Best new author: I found some great new authors this year, most of whom I've found a way to talk about in this blog. But one of the best was Laini Taylor, author of Strange the Dreamer and Muse of Nightmares. If you're not big on romance or beautiful prose you might not care for these, but both of these books kept me entranced. Time ceased to exist whenever I got lost in this unique, beautifully crafted world. I definitely lost sleep over these, in the best possible way.

Best cover: My reading year was bookended by two books in Katherine Arden's Winternight trilogy, The Bear and the Nightingale and The Girl in the Tower. (I can't believe I read them in the same year. It feels like I read The Bear and the Nightingale in another age.) I love a good winter setting, and when I saw the cover for The Bear and the Nightingale I bought the book, no questions asked. Even better, the books are great, so I don't have to be mad about being deceived. (This didn't work out so well for the other book I bought for the cover, The Golem and the Jinni by Helene Wecker.)

I suppose, just this once, I'll include the cover images so you can ogle over them too.



Best title: The 100-Year-Old Man Who Climbed Out the Window and Disappeared, by Jonas Jonasson. With a title like that, how could you not open up this book? This 100-year-old man lived quite the life, but I was never sure what to make of it. Was I amused? Disturbed? Bored? Inspired? Somebody else go read this book and then come talk to me.

Book I can't stop recommending: 11/22/63. This was almost by pick for favorite fiction. If you're a Stephen King fan but haven't read this yet, READ IT NOW. If you're not a fan of horror but are wondering why Stephen King is such a big deal, READ IT NOW. If you simply need a good book to read, READ IT NOW. If you're intimidated by the length—well, you should know what to do by now. This guy can write, and he's got the brain of a storyteller. I haven't been this blown away by a novel in quite some time.

*I should probably mention that this book has a lot of profanity and a few graphic scenes. I tend to avoid both if I can, but this is one of those cases where it was totally worth it to step outside my comfort zone.

Most relevant today: Beartown, by Frederik Backman. If you think Frederik Backman is all about charming stories about grumpy old guys, then you'll be in for a shock with Beartown. Totally different tone, but excellent for entirely different reasons. It's about a town that's obsessed with hockey, but it's not a sports book. I read this while all the Brett Kavanaugh stuff was going on and the parallels are eerie. It's a great way to study the #MeToo movement from multiple angles and I cannot recommend it highly enough. It should be required reading.

Best escape: Convention week is the time I need escaping from my life more than any other, so I started the week prepared with some books I've been meaning to read for a while: The Selection series by Keira Cass (book 3, The One, was my favorite). Will these books change the world? No. Are they complete and total fluff? Yes. But these types of books are still a crucial part of my reading regimen. Sometimes you just need effortless entertainment, something shallow to look forward to when real life has become a test of endurance. People who create these kinds of escapes are doing a noble work.

Funniest book: Calypso, by David Sedaris. This collection is a little more somber and reflective than Sedaris' usual fare, but there's still plenty of laughs to go around. One of my favorite essays is "Stepping Out," which chronicles his Fitbit obsession in hilarious and highly relatable fashion. After that the Fitbit shows up in a few essays as a fun little in joke, including the one where he's dying of gastronomical distress. Gotta get those steps in, man.

Book that made me feel emotions: Educated, by Tara Westover. This book doesn't really qualify as "saddest book," so I had to amend the category name a bit. At times it is sad, but mostly it's disturbing and frustrating. And mind-boggling and inspiring. This is a wonderfully written book about some sensitive topics, one that actually lived up to the hype for me.

Most intriguing premise: The Dinner List, by Rebecca Serle. We've all been asked this question: If you could have dinner with one person, living or dead, who would it be? This book is a novelization of that question. And one of the dinner guests is Audrey Hepburn! I wasn't so sure about the premise at first, but I ended up really loving this book.

Book that enhanced my world view: An American Marriage, by Tayari Jones. This is the story of how a wrongful prison sentence affected a marriage. It's not a sensational prison story, but one that focuses on what journalists don't cover. How prison changes relationships and puts a stain on your day-to-day life. How it changes all the little things, as well as the big ones. I didn't find much to relate to in this novel, but I sure learned a lot from it.

Pleasant surprise: Far Far Away, by Tom McNeal. I picked this up because of Anne Bogel's hearty recommendation on her wonderful podcast, What Should I Read Next. I would not have bothered with it otherwise because it sounds like a really weird book, but the risk paid off in a big way. All I'll say about it is that it's YAish and fairy-tale-ish. If either of those categories are up your alley at all, don't read any of the book summaries. Just dive right in and enjoy.

Biggest disappointment: Bridge of Clay, by Markus Zusak. My most disappointing reads tend to be by authors I love. The Book Thief is one of my top 5 favorite books of all time (counting the Harry Potter series as one book, of course), and I loved I Am the Messenger, too, though it's quite different. Bridge of Clay isn't a bad book—I gave it 4 stars—but the way it was constructed made it a far more frustrating reading experience than it needed to be. Some parts were absolutely beautiful and affected me in trademark Markus Zusak fashion (emotions that hit so suddenly and deeply you feel like you'll never recover), but it was just a hard book to read, functionally. That's what made this book so disappointing—that the structure overshadowed the greatness. I wouldn't dissuade anyone from reading anything by Zusak—I'd read his grocery list, given the chance—but even two weeks after finishing this one, I'm relieved it's not the book waiting for me on my nightstand.

Bookish treasure: The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society, by Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows. This book is told through letters, putting the British wit and humor I love so much on full display. It takes place right after World War II, which gives it a darker tone, but every page is utterly delightful. This was the book I was reading on my birthday, which seems appropriate.

Also, I have yet to say that title correctly on my first try. Makes it kind of hard to recommend to people, but the wonky title is part of its charm, so...

Book I'd like to see as a movie: The Christmas Sisters, by Sarah Morgan. Full disclosure: I watched a lot of Christmas romance movies this year, some of which I loved, some of which were deeply unsatisfying and I will never admit to wasting time on. But this story has a lot more to offer than just Hallmark cliches. It's got the snow (in Scotland, no less!), the inn, and the hunky boyfriends to get you started. But with the added dynamic of complicated sister relationships and more fleshed-out characters, this movie could have some depth so you don't feel like you just overdosed on b-level sugar cookies.

Book I'd love to live in: The Hobbit, by J.R.R. Tolkien. I'll house-sit Bag-End while Bilbo's off adventuring. #DreamVacation

Book I don't want to live in: The Shining, by Stephen King. Reading this book didn't scare the bejeezus out of me like it seems to do most people, but I'm in no hurry to visit the Overlook Hotel in person. I'm still scarred by that time a mirror fell on me mere minutes after watching The Haunting—no way would I recover from a crazy person pounding on my bathroom door with a roque mallet.

Favorite character: Claire from Love Walked In, by Marisa de los Santos. I loved this book (and the next one) for a lot of reasons, Claire being one of the main ones. She's the kind of friend I want to have, and the kind of friend I want to be. She's smart, funny, doesn't take any crap from anyone, and is completely comfortable being her own unique self. It was refreshing to read a literary chick lit book about a single 30something who isn't bitter about life—stories like that are in short supply.

All the 2018 books (bolded titles are more standouts I didn't get to talk about):
  1. Illegal, John Dennehy
  2. The Bear and the Nightingale, Katherine Arden
  3. The Chicken Who Saved Us: The Remarkable Story of Andrew and Frightful, Kristin Jarvis Adams
  4. Furies of Calderon, Jim Butcher
  5. Kiss Me Again, Paris, Renate Stendhal
  6. Ape Mind, Old Mind, New Mind: Emotional Fossils and the Evolution of the Human Spirit, John Wylie
  7. And These Are the Good Times: A Chicago Gal Riffs on Death, Sex, Life, Dancing, Writing Wonder, Loneliness, Place, Family, Faith, Coffee, and the FBI, Patricia Ann McNair
  8. Academ's Fury, Jim Butcher
  9. The Forgetting Tree: A Rememory, Rae Paris
  10. Pointing Is Rude: One Father's Story of Autism, Adoption, and Acceptance, Digger O'Brien
  11. Get to Be Happy: Stories and Secrets to Loving the Sh*t Out of Life, Ted Larkins
  12. Cursor's Fury, Jim Butcher
  13. Captain's Fury, Jim Butcher
  14. Princeps' Fury, Jim Butcher
  15. First Lord's Fury, Jim Butcher
  16. By the Book, Julia Sonneborn
  17. The Great Alone, Kristin Hannah
  18. Revelations in Context, various
  19. A Man Called Ove, Fredrik Backman
  20. Joy in the Morning, Betty Smith
  21. All the Little Live Things, Wallace Stegner
  22. The Forgetting Time, Sharon Guskin
  23. Candyfreak: A Journey Through the Chocolate Underbelly of America, Steve Almond
  24. The 100-Year-Old Man Who Climbed Out a Window and Disappeared, Jonas Jonasson
  25. Every Heart a Doorway, Seanan McGuire
  26. Strange the Dreamer, Laini Taylor
  27. 11/22/63, Stephen King
  28. Beauty and the Beast: Lost in a Book, Jenifer Donnelly
  29. Where'd You Go, Bernadette, Maria Semple
  30. Magic Hour, Kristin Hannah
  31. Rain: A Natural and Cultural History, Cynthia Barnett
  32. This Is the Story of a Happy Marriage, Ann Patchett
  33. My Name is Lucy Barton, Elizabeth Strout
  34. Gilead, Marilynne Robinson
  35. Recapitulation, Wallace Stegner
  36. An American Marriage, Tayari Jones
  37. The Goose Girl, Shannon Hale
  38. Enna Burning, Shannon Hale
  39. River Secrets, Shannon Hale
  40. Forest Born, Shannon Hale
  41. My Life in France, Julia Child
  42. The Last Anniversary, Liane Moriarty
  43. Outline, Rachel Cusk
  44. Love Walked In, Marisa de los Santos
  45. Spinning Silver, Naomi Novik
  46. Alone Time: Four Seasons, Four Cities, and the Pleasures of Solitude, Stephanie Rosenbloom
  47. Far Far Away, Tom McNeal
  48. The Selection, Kiera Cass
  49. The Elite, Kiera Cass
  50. The One, Kiera Cass
  51. The Heir, Kiera Cass
  52. The Crown, Kiera Cass
  53. Happily Ever After, Kiera Cass
  54. The Dinner List, Rebecca Serle
  55. Aesop's Illustrated Fables, Aesop
  56. The Golem and the Jinni, Helene Wecker
  57. The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society, Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows
  58. Uncommon Type: Some Stories, Tom Hanks
  59. At Home: A Short History of Private Life, Bill Bryson
  60. Beartown, Fredrik Backman
  61. Educated, Tara Westover
  62. To All the Boys I've Loved Before, Jenny Han
  63. The Mountain Between Us, Charles Martin
  64. The Shining, Stephen King
  65. Muse of Nightmares, Laini Taylor
  66. P.S. I Still Love You, Jenny Han
  67. Always and Forever, Lara Jean, Jenny Han 
  68. Belong to Me, Marisa de los Santos
  69. Clock Dance, Anne Tyler
  70. The Memory Keeper's Daughter, Kim Edwards
  71. Skyward, Brandon Sanderson
  72. The Mansion, Henry Van Dyke
  73. The Christmas Sisters, Sarah Morgan
  74. Bridge of Clay, Markus Zusak
  75. Calypso, David Sedaris
  76. The Girl in the Tower, Katherine Arden
  77. The Deal of a Lifetime, Fredrik Backman
  78. The Hobbit, J.R.R. Tolkien
  79. A Christmas Carol, Charles Dickens
  80. Very Good Lives: The Fringe Benefits of Failure and the Importance of Imagination, J.K. Rowling
  81. Tam Lin, Pamela Dean
Previous years:
2017

Tuesday, December 11, 2018

Christmas ambiance

Back in September or October, I had this dream a couple of times: it was December 15 and I hadn't listened to any Christmas music yet. This is the dark stuff of Christmas nightmares, stemming from my irrational fear that I won't have enough time to enjoy the build-up to Christmas.

I've always loved Christmas, but as I've gotten older I've come to love the weeks leading up to Christmas more than the actual Christmas Day. My family didn't have a lot of Christmas traditions growing up—aside from the eight or so family parties we hit every year—but we went all out with the Christmas ambiance: the lights and decorations, the foods and smells, the movies and music, the family togetherness and shared excitement. Living in the higher elevations, we even got more snow than most places did.

Ten years of apartment living has taken a lot of that Christmas ambiance away. Turns out you can still do a lot to create a happy, cozy place to live, but my little basement apartment lacked many of the necessities for a good Christmas season. An exterior to decorate with lights. The absence of city lights so the holiday lights can really shine. A front porch, deck, or even just a window with an unobstructed view of the winter wonderland you're living in. Space for stuff that serves no practical purpose, like 7.5-foot Christmas trees and giant pots for making spiced cider.

I got all that in bursts of Christmas cheer whenever I went home for the holidays. But this year, I finally get to duplicate some of that magic at my new house and enjoy the Christmas mood for longer. There's still nothing quite like going home for Christmas, but finally having the ambiance—at my own home—I've lacked for the last 10 years has felt like living out a Christmas fantasy.


The downside? My hibernation mode kicks into high gear every fall and only increases through January; with all the extra homeyness I've enjoyed this year, I resent anything that drags me away from the coziness of my Christmas lights and fuzzy socks and hot chocolate. During this season of get-togethers and concerts and service, alongside the ever-moving train of work, I've become a Grinch who only wants to stay home, where time slows down and relaxation is only a change of clothes away.

It's the best of times, the worst of times. But mostly the best.