I’m not one of those people who constantly has their head buried in a book – one of those at heightened risk of falling down a manhole because they are reading while walking instead of looking in front of them. A part of the reason is that I tend to gravitate towards books of a certain density – the type of book that feels Important, and that might prompt impressed nods when I bring it up to my philosopher friends. This is a bad habit. It means that I just end up doing something else that isn’t reading. One of my resolutions for the new year is to read for enjoyment rather than for some imagined book CV. In that spirit, I wanted to write up a list of some of the reads I enjoyed the most this year.
There’s a kindness that permeates all of DFW’s writing and this essay collection is no exception.
Really good African sci-fi. The sequel is just as good as the this first book, and as I’m writing this I’m realizing that the trilogy’s finale was published a few months ago!
I continued my mid-year sci-fi streak with this classic, and it didn’t disappoint. This is one of those books that you want to lend to all your friends the moment you’ve finished it.
I’ve never read a history book as gripping as this one. Miéville tells the story of the 1917 October revolution in an almost cinematic way. A friend once described this book as “god-tier” and he wasn’t wrong.
This is the book that challenged (and taught) me the most. I read it with a reading group and I’m glad – every chapter prompted a lot of discussion, and I would not have gotten as much out of it without others.