I'm not committed enough to write in-depth reviews of the books I have read so far this year, but I am a bit of a completionist and it would itch away at me if I didn't give them at least a mention. What follows, therefore, is a quick run through of the ones I've completed, with a few lines about them.
Fates and Furies - Lauren Groff
This was my reward for flogging myself through the Xmas festivities with a stinking cold! It was mentioned on a list somewhere (who know where though) of the best reads of 2015 and I downloaded it then spent two days on the sofa, being fed coffee by Himself and losing myself in this account of a marriage. For those who know their Shakespeare inside out, this book must be packed full of references. Even someone like me, who barely knows more Shakespeare than I had to learn for my GCSEs, could recognise tragic/comic elements within it. At it's core though, this is a skilfully written book about the inside of a marriage; visceral, painfully honest and a reminder, as we look at a world of happy couples viewed through the lens of Facebook et al, that the only people who really know how a marriage works are the two people enmeshed in it.
Strictly Between Us - Jane Fallon
Escapist trash for a weekend. I'd like to say that I found the premise of how women are their own worst enemy unbelievable, but we all know that unfortunately, it isn't.
The Buried Giant - Kauzo Ishiguro
Enchanting, heart-breaking and powerful. Recommended by Himself, so I was prepared to hate it, but as Ishiguro is one of the few authors we agree on, I gave it a chance. I'll never read it again, but it was beautiful. If you know your Beowulf, you'll get even more out of it than I did. Himself assures me that it's a book about war crimes, honour and loyalty and I'm happy to believe him, but to me it was a book about devotion and love. Go figure.
My Revolutions - Hari Kunzru
A re-read as I can't get passed how realistic this book is, given that the author was barely alive for the events. Political, revolutionary (hah, bet you'd never have guessed) and downright worrying in parts, it deals with the double edged sword of committing to a cause and following your beliefs. I curently have another Kunzru in the 'to read' pile, so watch this space.
A Pale View of Hills - Kauzo Ishiguro
One of his early novels, set in Japan. Ishiguro writes about terrible events so gently that the full horror of his denouements have even more impact (see also Never Let Me Go), this book made me cry, but the beauty and elegance of his writing makes the sadness worthwhile.
The Life and Death of Sophie Stark - Anna North
Similar to Paulo Coelho's Witch of Portobello, this novel led me to imagine how my friends and family would talk about me after my death. Sophie Stark is many things to many people, but she's never easy. North prods us to think about genius, art and whether this is an acceptable excuse to be a difficult individual.
That Thing Around Your Neck - Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
The first novel of Adichie's I read was Americanah and it blew me away. I then read Purple Hibiscus, which made me weep. Amongst the book Himself gave me for my birthday was this short story collection where Adichie writes about Nigeria, family, love and corruption as vividly as always. I'm not usually a short story fan but her writing is so vivid and honest that I was happy to make an exception for this collection.
Animals - Emma Jane Unsworth
A cautionary tale, which answers any questions you may have about whether you made the right decision to settle down and grow up when you hit your mid-20s. I loved the way she writes, and this was another easy to read book that I got through in just over a day, but if you want feel-good times and a happy ending, this isn't the book you're looking for.
The Man Who Snapped His Fingers - Fariba Hachtroudi (Europa translation)
This is an important book. As the blurb says, Iranian female voices are routinely silenced, making this slim novel (I would call it a novella, but that doesn't seem right, due to the subject matter) really vital. I made myself read this, gritting my teeth and getting to the end of every sentence, every paragraph, every chapter until the end. This was not enjoyable. It was work. But it was necessary, for me, with my views about women, repression and feminism, to have read it. The comparison I can make is with how I felt after I'd watched Requiem for a Dream. I was glad I'd seen it, if only for the fact that I'd never need to watch it again. This novel makes me feel the same way.
Petrionelle - Amelie Nothomb (Europa translation)
A witty novella about female friendship, books and champagne with a sting that I didn't see coming. I'd be surprised if anyone who read it did. Nothomb's books are now firmly lodged in my mental 'to read' list.
Pictures From the Water Trade - John Morley
Despite the title, this book spends very little time examining the water trade, which is a good/bad thing. Good because it was a riveting account of an Englishman's time living in Japan, totally immersing himself in it's culture, which even after years of living there he continues to find virtually impenetrable and unfathomable, but bad because I'd actually bought it to read about the water trade itself!
Satin Island - Tom McCarthy
A Man Booker nomination (hah!) and another one that I'd read a review of and liked the sound of, then picked up in a bookstore jaunt. It's post-modern and difficult to explain, not much happens so if you need your read to have a clear narrative structure, progression and a finale, well, don't read this. However if, like me, you're happy to read a somewhat rambling commentary on our current, technologically driven culture then you'll love it.
Moranifesto - Caitlyn Moran
Purchased by Eldest Daughter but snagged by me first ("I read a lot quicker than you do darling, let me at it!") this is essentially Moran's columns for those who won't give Murdoch they money so can't see behind The Times's pay-wall. I love Moran, she's witty, political and I wish I could be her write like her. Easy to read, but dealing with important topics she essentially expounds upon her view that the political arena should be, needs to be for everyone. Hurrah!
Troubling Love - Elena Ferrante (Europa translations)
Famed for the Neapolitan Novels, Ferrante writes about the female condition, female friendship, relationships and emotions better than anyone I can think of. Troubling Love examines the relationship we have with our parents and asks us to think about how well we really know them.
Brooklyn - Colm Tobin
Now a film, Brooklyn is a sweet, gentle read about Irish emigration to America. The heroine, caught between the 'old country' and the new, has to make choices and deal with consequences, but is so beautifully described, I found myself really rooting for her.
Cosmopolis - Don DeLillo
I started reading White Noise as DeLillo was mentioned on a 'Great American Novelists' article. Then a friend gave me Cosmopolis and I abandoned White Noise to read it. It has been turned into a terrible David Cronenberg film (from what I saw of the trailer, anyway) but the book is gloriously, unapologetically, post-modern, dealing with some big questions in a fascinating (to me) manner.
Maestra - LM Hilton
Yes, this shows that I am going to be honest about the books I read. This is utter trash, EL James crossed with some equally poor noir, and totally unbelievable, but readable in a sort of train wreck way. I loathed the main character (who I cannot bring myself to refer to as a heroine) but I stormed through it in a day and it gave my brain a rest from some more weightier books.