2022 was a great reading year. It shall henceforth be known as the year I discovered Barbara Pym, Annie Proulx and Barbara Comyns about a million years after everyone else. The year I tried to get into Patricia Highsmith and Virginia Woolf and ultimately decided life was too short. And also the year I devoured Graham Greene and found all the Catholic Guilt felt oddly comforting.
Read MoreHurrah, it’s once again that time of the year when people make lists definitely declaring books, albums and movies the best of the year. Sure, it’s all just a matter of personal opinion, not to be taken too seriously. However, it is a good excuse to think back through all the things you’ve filled your brain with over the last 365 days.
Read MoreI’m spending this Christmas by myself in France. It is quite strange, but mostly ok. There’s only so much Netflix and napping I can stomach so I’ve spent this afternoon compelling a list of what was meant to be the hundred best books i’ve read in the decade since I first started keeping a diary of everything I read. Before sharing my list, let me outline how I’ve managed to narrow it down.
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