"A girl was never ruined by books," my mother used to say. I've spent most of my life trying to prove that wrong.

Sunday, February 10, 2019

2019: A Year That Begins in a Reading Binge

This season I have six book discussion groups in Montreal-area libraries and I've been paddling fast to keep my head above water.

Usually in the groups I can count on a couple of repetitions, but for the February series I have six new books that I read in January.  In addition my two "just for fun" reading groups--one of neighbors and the other of women who are vaguely somehow connected to McGill University--met in January and I read books for them too.  The month also was the one when I was working on the final revisions to my own book (now called Frenemy Nations: Love and Hate between Neighbo(u)ring States) and I found I had two more books that I had to read to finish the job.

That brings the total to nine books since January 1, which is not too shabby a way to start a year, I think.  I found all except The Hypnotist (a title that I inherited from the usual group leader for whom I'm filling in until June) worth reading, and some of the books were truly good. 

Here's the list, in case you'd like to do your own binge read:

War Plan Red by Kevin Lippert
Le Plongeur de Stéphane Larue
Vanity Fair by William Makepeace Thackeray
The Mummies of Ürümichi by Elizabeth Wayland Barber
The Ministry of Utmost Happiness by Arundhati Roy
The Hypnotist by Lars Kepler
The Story of Arthur Truluv by Elizabeth Berg
Transcription by Kate Atkinson
The Marble Collector by Cecelia Ahern