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15 Books of 2015

Every year I list ## number of books that have made an impression on me in 20##. This year I read a total of 114 books, the most I've ever read in a year since I started recording this. That's 35,909 pages that I have consumed, hour after hour, day after day. And, boy, there's been some good'uns.

1. When Bad Things Happen in Good Bikinis by Helen Bailey
2. Who Fears Death? by Nnedi Okorafor
3. The Rosie Project by Graeme Simsion
4. Americanah by Chimamanda Ngozie Adichie
5. The Sleeper and the Spindle by Neil Gaiman
6. The Storied Life of A J Fikry by Gabrielle Zevin
7. North and South by Elizabeth Gaskell
8. The Name of the Wind by Patrick Rothfuss
9. How to be a Heroine by Samantha Ellis
10. The Time Inbetween by Nancy Tucker
11. Nervous Conditions by Tsitsi Dangarembga
12. Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen
13. The Rabbit Back Literature Society by Pasi Ilmari Jaaskelainen
14. Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte
15. The French Lieutenant's Woman by John Fowles

These books, I feel, encapsulate how I have grown both as a person, and academically. I've re-fell in love with fantasy, I've read all of Jane Austen, I've finally read Wuthering Heights and I've had the pleasure of reading more non-fiction, in particular no. 1, 9 and 10 on my list; three ladies who I urge you profusely to check out.

This year;
1. I'd like to read all of Hardy
2. I'd like to read more contemporary poetry collections
3. I'd like to discover new contemporary writers - both fic and non-fic - who may influence my Masters thesis.

HAPPY READING IN 2017! :-)


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