
"Enclosed Content Chatting Away In The Colour Invisibility" by Anouk Kruithof, 2009I logged more reviews in 2022 than in 2021, but still didn't quite make it to fifty, but still, what a year in books!
I'm
shocked because more people are reading now than ever and I've realized
I'm going to have to make a FAQ page (that will come eventually!) now
and I'm just so grateful for all of you. This is a long-form blog in the
2020s and yet I seem to strangely be
gaining readers and believe
me when I say I don't take it for granted even for a second. You reach
out to me on social media, you leave comments here, and you help fulfill
part of what I wanted in this project, which is to talk about the books
I've read (and books in general) with other people. Even if you don't
talk to me, either through social media, elsewhere, or leaving a comment
here, I still appreciate your reading more than you possibly ever know.
Of all the places to spend time on this here internet, you chose here.
Thank you so much!
What a year! Alice Hoffman was lovely about
my reviews of her work on social media again (I don't post about reviews
to get the attention of authors, but it's still quite dazzling whenever
it happens),
one of the books featured (notice I said featured, not reviewed) was by a dear friend
(!!!!!), and there were so many wonderful stories I read that informed
me and captured my attention and were wonderful and made me think, and
I'm delighted to revisit them again here. I also got to read many I've
been wanting to read
forever, and even if some books weren't worth the wait, some really were and they're the ones that matter.
I also want to shout out some books that I read this year that
didn't
make it here, in part because some of them I've read before and some I
wasn't sure I'd read, but there were also plenty that were new to me,
and all were incredibly entertaining. I'm talking about the amazingly
prolific Mary Downing Hahn, who's talented enough to write scary stories
for a YA audience that will still frighten a jaded, true
crime-consuming adult. I loved her books as a child and I'm happy to
report they hold up wonderfully well as an adult and she's vastly added
to her resume.
And there were some books that absolutely
frustrated me in a way that feels historic and that I'm going to remark
upon separately, books so bad they convinced me
I could write a
better book, so I am (!!!!!). That in and of itself is something for
which to be grateful, certainly. That and I think some of you out there
love the ones I hate more than you do the ones I love (and I'm not going
to lie; sometimes it's satisfying to rip into a bad book, at least it
makes up for wasting my valuable time with the book itself).
I should say in the interests of fairness, I am excluding a book from consideration that was a special edition,
as it was written by a friend of mine (a fact I will keep mentioning
and you can't stop me) and thus wouldn't be fair to categorize it.But without any further ado, let's get down to it!