I should tell you now, this is not a balanced review.
Only the other week, I was telling you I hadn’t found a new favourite book in a whole year and that I hoped 2018 would bring something wonderful. Here we are, not even a month in and I’ve met Eleanor Oliphant, a stoically sensible, socially inept woman disrupting her careful routine and embracing new experiences for the first time in ten years.
It was published back in May (on my birthday – is it fate?) yet it still feels very new and is everywhere in the media, due to recently winning the Costa First Novel Award. The novel already feels timeless so I’m sure there are many more awards to come.
I’d like to say I didn’t read any new books or write any new blog posts in November because I was busy with NaNoWriMo, but that would be a lie. The truth is, I got a puppy whom I wanted to cuddle all the time, and I was just feeling a bit lazy.
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I re-read lots of books in November, though!
Girl Up by Laura Bates – This is a great introduction to feminism for teenagers and adults alike. It is primarily aimed at girls navigating puberty but anyone can read it; it’s highly accessible and very funny (though rage-inducing at times).
Happy New Year!
I love this thing Goodreads do at the end of each year. If you’re not on Goodreads, it’s basically social media for book-lovers, and although it leaves a lot to be desired, it’s a great tool for blogging because you can easily log each book as you finish it. You can also use it to collate the books you want to read (although that doesn’t really work for me) and they do this awesome ‘Year in Books’ tool each year to show what your reading habits have been like for the past 365 days.
I didn’t do a reading challenge this year – I felt it affected my enjoyment of books in 2016. I read 100 books in 2016 but only 37 this year – however I felt a lot less stressed about it! I think this is a fairly accurate representation of my reading habits in general, as I seem to remember it being around that number in 2015 as well.
The shortest book I read in 2017 was Hunger by Susan Hill, a creepy story that wasn’t quite up to scratch for me, not when I’ve come to expect so much from Hill. The longest was Stephen King’s Pet Sematary, which was nothing special either.