Last year, one of my goals was to read 14 books. This was in direct response to 2014 where I sadly read just six books–I started many, many others, but only read six from start to finish.
I probably haven’t read that few books in a year since kindergarten. Even the Goodread challenge was embarrassed for me (it won’t display 2014 in my Reading Challenges list, it’s buried at the bottom :s)
To get back on the reading track, and to hopefully decrease my mobile screen time (and in turn help me sleep better), I gave myself what I considered was an accomplishable goal.
Or so I thought.
For the first few months of the year I was doing really well, but then April hit and I started to favour looking at pictures of puppies on the internet over reading. Even to this day, I regret nothing!
We were preparing to move to Spain; I was focusing on work, saving money and was stressed–the puppies had a very calming effect. While the puppies did sooth my soul, they were getting me no closer to my reading goal. As the summer came to a close I was hovering around the nine marker. I didn’t think I’d make it.
Our move to Spain came and went, and in late-October I found myself with all the time in the world, so I picked up my Kobo and managed to crush seven more books before the end of the year.
Not only did I meet my goal, but I sort of blew it out of the water. Just a little bit. Of the 16 that I read, here are my favourites from 2015 (in no particular order):
The Rosie Project: A Novel is the story of a genetics professor who tries to help a bartender and PhD student find her biological father. It’s touching, it’s funny, and more often than not, it’s awkward, but The Rosie Project: A Novel was delightful. I really enjoyed reading it even in those moments when it was so awkward I wanted to put the book down, but I just couldn’t.
NOTE: The Rosie Project: A Novel is the first of two books in this mini-series. While I thoroughly enjoyed the first, I did not enjoy the second, The Rosie Effect: A Novel. Characters who were once odd, but likeable were suddenly hard to tolerate and frustrating. I would recommend reading the first one and then stopping there. Trust me.
I am so embarrassed to admit that I read this book, but I did. I secretly devoured it on the bus to and from work–obviously reading it on my Kobo so fellow commuters had no clue what I was reading. I was looking for something mindless and entertaining, and it met and satisfied that criteria.
Essentially an expanded version of inTouch (or other such tabloid), I Didn’t Come Here to Make Friends: Confessions of a Reality Show Villain gives readers a behind the scenes look at the world of the Bachelor: the drama, the friendships, the backstabbing, the setups by producers–it’s like an episode of Behind the Rose, just in paper form and without as many tears. It was entertaining but may have killed a few braincells, which I’m okay with.
In the anticipation of the fourth book in the Millennium series, I decided to read a book about the author Stieg Larsson. Written by his longtime partner, Eva Gabrielsson, while she was in the midst of an estate battle with his family, “There Are Things I Want You to Know” about Stieg Larsson and Me explores Larsson’s life (both before and with the author), his career as a journalist, and gives great insight into the inspirations behind his iconic character, Lisbeth Salander. It brought a whole new dimension to the Millennium series, and has made me so (cautiously) eager to read the latest publication (even though it is technically written by someone else).
An odd book written about an even odder character. This comedic novel revolves around an agoraphobic once-famed architect who goes missing and her teenage daughter’s efforts to find her. I enjoyed every second of this novel and was actually a bit sad when it ended. Shortly after I finished the book it was announced that Cate Blanchett was in talks to take on the title role in the film adaptation of the book–in my mind, it’s absolutely perfect casting and has made me want to re-read the book with this in mind.
I like the Fug Girls, I like Kate Middleton, clearly I was going to like this book. And I did!
Inspired by Kate Middleton and Prince William’s courtship, The Royal We is the hysterical tale of an American girl falling in love with the British heir to the throne, and all the drama and shenanigans that this unlikely pairing would produce. It was well-written, well-researched, and really, really fun to read.
Big Little Lies is the best book I read this year. Set in a wealthy Sydney, Australia suburb, Big Little Lies tells the stories of several families whose children all attend the same primary school. This book has it all: friendship, drama, and even a murder (not a spoiler). It was incredibly well written and I managed to finish it in near-record timing.
I read this book because I was yearning to go to Sweden. Plain and simple. And I regret nothing.
The first in the Wallander series, Faceless Killers follows Inspector Kurt Wallander, a middle-aged, recently separated cop as he investigates the gruesome murder of an elderly couple. Not the lightest bedtime reading, but this novel was quite compelling and I enjoyed it enough that I’m mid-way through the second in the series.
I enjoyed half of this novel. As promised, the novel is full of suspense and intrigue, the problem is the main character being wholly unlikeable and constantly makes the wrong and worst choice. After a while it was hard to root for her.
It’s well written, and definitely lives up to the comparisons to Gone Girl, but much like Gone Girl it was a bit predictable; mid-way through I’d figured it out and only kept reading to prove my hypothesis.
So there you have it! My recommended reads from 2015. For this year, I’ve challenged myself to read 18 books. I currently have read 0, but thankfully there’s lots of time.
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