Approaching the last two months of this extraordinary year — one which I’m sure is seared into our collective consciousness — I thought I’d briefly, with your gracious acquiescence, take stock.
Goodreads tells me I’ve read 70 titles so far in 2020, surpassing my modest target of 60 for the whole year. Bar one or two I’ve reviewed them all too, on Goodreads as well as here. As the year progressed (even as conditions globally regressed) I determined to be less constrained by goals and targets and challenges and go mainly for comfort reading, even if some titles weren’t necessarily comfortable reading.
So, as November and December beckon, what am I likely to have piled up by my elbow?
As I’ve flagged up often enough the coming few days marks the annual Witch Week which Lizzie Ross and I co-host, 2020 being her turn. She will be laying out her stall tomorrow on her blog Lizzie Ross Writer while I’ll be supporting her with occasional pointers here during proceedings. A number of titles deserving of attention will be mentioned and I’m eyeing them up as possible reads before New Year’s Eve.
November turns out to be SciFiMonth, hosted by a number of very worthy blogs and promoted on Twitter (and elsewhere) by @SciFiMonth and the hashtag #SciFiMonth. Now, while I won’t officially be signing up, I have a couple of titles already earmarked, including one each by John Christopher and Christopher Priest, on which more later.
As we ease into December I will be reminding myself that every year I think I’ll read a few or more supernatural tales — Christmas in Victorian times was naturally the traditional time for ghost stories — and yet every year I get diverted from my good intentions. So this year I plan to be semi-organised with a couple of likely titles. We’ll see how that pans out!
I also seem to have acquired several collections of short stories, a problematic genre for many reasons (which I hope to highlight in a post in due course) but a notional bookshelf which I intend to address as well as all the above.
But alas, I already seem to be overfacing myself when I’d just now indicated I wouldn’t — when will I learn?