I’m spending 2018 reading mostly women. Only mostly, because I don’t want to be too restrictive about these things. If I read a book by someone who is not a woman I won’t have “failed”. I’m also trying to read books that are recommended to me, books by people I follow on Twitter, that kind of thing.
In January I read:
The end of The Gathering Storm by Kate Elliott, which is book 5 of the Crown of Stars series. It’s a big old epic fantasy, with multiple points of view and hundreds of named characters and covering years of time.
All Grown Up by Jami Attenberg – as recommended by What Page Are You On? podcast. There are many very relatable insights on being an adult single woman, and not a neat ending, which I found oddly pleasing. Sample quote: A woman who was not newly single, and also not twenty-four, would know better than to hand this book to another single woman.
Standard Deviation by Katherine Heiny – This is a book partly about raising a child on the austistc spectrum, and partly about being married to someone very different to you. Someone is described as having the slightly sweaty, shaky look of someone who is hosting a party.
In Other Lands by Sarah Rees Brennan – This was a lot of fun. It’s a fantasy book with a very practical protagonist who tries in an experimental way to take through various levels of technology to the magical world (mostly it melts or catches fire at the threshold, but biros and sharpies are transportable and are much easier to use than quills) and points out to those born on the magical side of the wall that where he comes from very few people die of violence, let alone go off to make war with trolls. Our main characters are 13 at the beginning and 17 or so at the end, so you could call it YA, but like most good YA it’s good to read as an adult.
Hagseed by Margaret Atwood – This is the second time I’ve read a book that is based on The Tempest without having actually seen or read The Tempest. I enjoyed the clearly well-thought-through plans for teaching drama to inmates. Less so the mooning after the idealised daughter. I picked this up from my local library, which besides being an architectural marvel is also very convenient and gives you books FOR FREE (as long as you promise to bring them back).
High Rising by Angela Thirkell – I was given this as a gift in the summer but it seemed only right to wait til winter to read it, given the lovely snowy landscape on the cover. Written in the 1930s, it has a cosy Diaries of a Provincial Lady vibe, but with a bit of a mystery to solve.
Last Chance Saloon by Marian Keyes, also from Peckham Library. I sometimes mention Marian Keyes when I am ranting about the label of “chick lit” – if men were going through the same things these women are going through, her books would be treated much more seriously. Don’t read this if you have an unhappy relationship with food, one of our characters’ struggles might be upsetting, but otherwise do read it. I feel strongly that there will be more Marian Keyes in later months. This book focuses on four friends in their early 30s and I felt so incredibly viscerally the feeling of no, your boyfriend is unkind to you and is dragging you down, don’t stay with him just because you are afraid of being single.
Exquisite by Sarah Stovell – a psychological thriller type thing about two women writers who meet at a writing workshop (one of them running it). Chapters come from both points of view, and we know from the beginning that one of them is now in prison. The description so far has almost a Sarah Waters feel to it, but it’s very firmly anchored in 2015, even though it could easily have been set any time in the past 60 or so years, or even in a vague no-particular-time. In fact it’s so clearly anchored that one recommends to the other the exact brand of mascara that I use, and I believe the price quoted is what it cost in 2015. This was another What Page Are You On? recommendation, and my friends and I compared whether we had the things other people had that marked them out as grown-ups: knickers that matched my bras; my own transport; a living room rug. (the answer for me is a – some but not all, b – no I live in London, c – yes I love my rug dearly).