Turns out, living in a home with no TV equals lots of reading. I had a record year, reading 67 books. There were many that I immersed myself in, books that took me to new places both geographic and emotional.
Here are some of my favorites in the order, as always, that I finished them:
Janice Nimura, Daughters of the Samurai: A Journey from East to West and Back.
Celeste Ng, Everything I Never Told You.
Jenni Fagan, Sunlight Pilgrims.
Jenny Offill, Department of Speculation.
Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life.
Chimamanda Adichie, Half of a Yellow Sun.
Margaret Atwood, The Robber Bride.
Kazuo Ishiguro, A Pale View of Hills.
David Treuer, The Translation of Dr. Apelles.
Ta-Nehisi Coates, Between the World and Me.
A Little Life really blew me away. I found the story so compelling--yet so painful to read. I was really immersed in the novel but don't recommend it to the faint of heart. I also really loved Sunlight Pilgrims, a quiet, end-of-the-world story with well developed characters, including a trans teen who wants to transition but can't because of the increasing isolation due to climate change. A Pale View of Hills frustrated me because of the narrative style and the unresolved ending--but it has also stayed with me and led to a good discussion with my friend Lixian who had read the novel a few years ago. Lastly, I fell in love with the Treuer novel and am so excited that I'll be able to teach it in my American Indian literature course this semester. It's a gorgeous novel about love, language, and translation with two equally compelling story lines.
I've already finished a book I love this year and am in the middle of a memoir I'm really enjoying--so I hope that 2017 will be another good year of reading.