December 31, 2006

2006: a year in books

Total number of books read in 2006: 102
Total number of books read in 2005: 79
New reads: 92
Re-reads: 10
2006 by genre: 33% mysteries (culinaries, cozies, Christie), 18% gritty crime (Patricia Cornwell, Andrew Vachss), 18% fantasy*, 11% sci fi*, 10% young adult, 10% non-fiction.
More or less non-fiction than last year? More (14 this year, 10 in 2005).
Why is that? I wouldn't assign it any particular significance, seeing as how I read more of EVERTHING this year. Certainly, John Daniels' Rogue River Journal nearly sapped my will to live and put an end to any thoughts of more non-fiction for quite some time to come. It certainly drove me straight into the arms of a four-novel Forgotten Realms series.

Best book read in 2006: Threshold by Caitlin R Kiernan. I read it and had to go to bed for four days while it burrowed its way out the other side of my skull.

Best nonfiction: Climbing Free: My Life in the Vertical World by Lynn Hill. There is not enough heep! in the world. So inspiring.

Best SciFi*: Scardown by Elizabeth Bear.

Best fantasy*: Simon R Green's Nightside series. Fine. If pressed, I'd go with Agents of Light and Darkness.

Best short story read in 2006: Smoke and Mirrors by Amanda Downum.

Only book ever pre-ordered by me, ordered this year:Alabaster by Caitlin R. Kiernan. It's a book of stories so heep that I can only read them very very slowly. For instance, I've had the book nearly six months, and I'm still on the first one. Best purchase of 2006.

Book that got jumped up and down on after becoming airborne by my hand in 2006: One for the Money by Janet Evanovich. I cannot believe it goes on for another nine books. If it was still in the house, I'd still be jumping up and down on it. I'd have awesome quads but I'd probably be unemployed, so this is all for the best.

Agatha Christie re-read in 2006: The Sittaford Mystery which, sad to say, did not stand up well to the test of time. Also, I totally remembered this book as being set in the bright summer sun, which, taking place at Xmas on the moors of Dartmouth, is so very not the case. Blame a childhood in California. All Christmases are sunny, right?

Discworld re-read: The Hogfather, which was just as good as I'd remembered, and made even better by reading it at the same time (or nearly) as Jen.

Best relatively recent fiction: A Perfect Circle by Sean Stewart. East Texas seems like a fairly difficult place even without all the damn ghosts.

Best early twentieth-century fiction: Cold Comfort Farm by Stella Gibbons.

Number of books read which were written before 1900: 1. (Hard Times. I am working my way through the Dickens canon at the speed of fleece.)(I know! Ask yourself: how many land-speed records have been set by sheepless batting?)

Number of new bookcases installed in the house this year: 5

Best metaphor gone astray: "In true military fashion of the old school, the Major exploded." (The Sittaford Mystery). Although the text goes on to describe how the Major roars at a journalist, just for a second, the reader gets a distinctly uneasy and, well, messy feeling.


*Odd's Rough Guide to Genre, Subject to Change Without Notice:

Sci FiSpace and/or the future. No elves.
FantasyElves, mostly.
Magical realismTentacles, shapes that refuse to exist properly. No elves.
GothicHaunted houses, flimsy nightgowns, experiences of the sublime. No elves.




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