Reading Log, 2018
For the last couple of years I’ve kept a record of the books I finished in a year (you can see 2017 here). For 2018 I had a few simple goals in mind:
- Read 52 books, averaging out to one per week.
- Read more books by women and people of color, or folks at the intersection of those two very broad groups. I wanted at least half of the books I read to meet those criteria.
Here’s the list, in the order in which I finished each book:
- The Underground Railroad, by Colson Whitehead
- Moonglow, by Michael Chabon
- Gnomon, by Nick Harkaway
- Death of a King, by Tavis Smiley
- The Obelisk Gate, by N. K. Jemisin
- New York 2140, by Kim Stanley Robinson
- My Brilliant Friend, by Elena Ferrante
- The Woman Who Smashed Codes, by Jason Fagone
- So You Want to Talk About Race, by Ijeoma Oluo
- Her Body and Other Parties, by Carmen Maria Machado
- Sourdough, by Robin Sloan
- Homegoing, by Yaa Gyasi
- Eligible, by Curtis Sittenfeld
- Three Parts Dead, by Max Gladstone
- Dear Cyborgs, by Eugene Lim
- Two Serpents Rise, by Max Gladstone
- The Stone Sky, by N. K. Jemisin
- Everything Happens for a Reason and Other Lies I’ve Loved, by Kate Bowler
- Madame Bovary, by Gustave Flaubert
- The Sympathizer, by Viet Thanh Nguyen
- America is Not the Heart, by Elaine Castillo
- The Story of a New Name, by Elena Ferrante
- The Animators, by Kayla Rae Whitaker
- The Uncoupling, by Meg Wolitzer
- Full Fathom Five, by Max Gladstone
- I’m Still Here: Black Dignity in a World Made for Whiteness, by Austin Channing Brown
- Little Fires Everywhere, by Celeste Ng
- Little, Big, by John Crowley
- Goodbye, Vitamin, by Rachel Khong
- The Book of Essie, by Meghan Maclean Weir
- The Evil Wizard Smallbone, by Delia Sherman
- Telegraph Avenue, by Michael Chabon
- Travelling Mercies, by Anne Lamott
- Broad Band, by Clair L. Evans
- Girl Meets God, by Lauren F. Winner
- Bourbon Empire, by Reid Mitenbuler
- Circe, by Madeline Miller
- The Music Shop, by Rachel Joyce
- Beasts of Unusual Circumstance, by Ruth Emmie Lang
- The Name of the Wind, by Patrick Rothfuss
- The Air You Breathe, by Frances de Pontes Peebles
- Who is Vera Kelly?, by Rosalie Knecht
- Crazy Rich Asians, by Kevin Kwan
- The Female Persuasion, by Meg Wolitzer
- A Gentleman in Moscow, by Amor Towles
- Plan B: further thoughts on faith, by Anne Lamott
- Children of Blood and Bone, by Tomi Adeyemi
- The Mermaid and Mrs Hancock, by Imogen Hermes Gowar
- The Blind Assassin, by Margaret Atwood
- The Silence of the Girls, by Pat Barker
- The Story of the Lost Child, by Elena Ferrante
- The Incendiaries, by R. O. Kwon
- The Immortalists, by Chloe Benjamin
- Hild, by Nicola Griffith
- The Wise Man’s Fear, by Patrick Rothfuss
- The Caregiver, by Samuel Park
- The Great Believers, by Rebecca Makkai
- The Sin of Certainty, by Peter Enns
- Rules of Civility, by Amor Towles
- Educated, by Tara Westover
- Exit West, by Mohsin Hahmid
- An American Marriage, by Tayari Jones
- The Land of Stories: The Wishing Spell, by Chris Colfer
- Transcription, by Kate Atkinson
- Asymmetry, by Lisa Halliday
- The Mars Room, by Rachel Kushner
- Hope in the Dark, by Rebecca Solnit
- The Paris Wife, by Paula McLain
- Future Home of the Living God, by Louise Erdrich
- Understanding Comics, by Scott McCloud
In all, I finished 70 books this year, which was way above my goal. It helps that my commute is via train — four days out of the week, I ride SEPTA in to Fishtown, Philadelphia. It turns out that with a little bit of discipline I can hammer out a bunch of pages.
I read 51 books by women and/or people of color. (This assumes that Elena Ferrante is a woman, and not a pen name for a white man).
To make room for reading I had to make a few adjustments. My schedule didn’t change much, so it was more about shifting the makeup of my media consumption — I spent less time on Twitter and social media, and I also watched fewer movies and TV shows.
I read a mix of ebooks and paper books. My general pattern was: ebooks for reading on my commute, paper books at home. That meant I was usually juggling two (sometimes three) books at a time.
What’s next? For 2019 I’m less fixated on the volume of books. There were times where I felt good about tearing through my reading stack, but at times it felt a little bit like racing through a meal without really savoring it. This year my goal is to dig a little bit deeper and gather a bit more data about my reading, like the date I started a book and finished (or abandoned) it. I also want to record my notes and impressions instead of just logging titles.