2008 was the year in which Lizzy became a reading challenge junkie. If you’ve been following the wallpaper on the right —-> you’ll see that I completed 17. That’s very satisfying not just in terms of numbers, but in the variety of reading material; a heady mixture of the old and the new, novels, short-stories and non-fiction that the challenges pushed to the top of the TBR – over 80 titles in all. At some stage the Challenges 2008 widget will disappear from this page. So I’ve created a permanent record of my Challenge 2008 diary here.
A review of the full year’s reading – 105 titles – yields the following LizzyBook(er)Dozen – in alphabetical order of category. Rereads excluded.
Comic Read of the Year – Planet Germany – Cathy Dobson
German Novel of the Year: Death in Rome – Wolfgang Koeppen
Gothic Read of the Year: Fall on Your Knees – Ann-Marie MacDonald
Historical Crime Fiction of the Year: A Vengeful Longing – R N Morris
Non-Fiction Title of the Year – The Sinister Side – James Hall
Psychological Novel of the Year – Trauma – Patrick McGrath – the book that has spawned an obsession with mental illness. You have been warned …..
Scottish Book of the Year – This is Not About Me – Janice Galloway
Short Story Collection of the Year – Mothers and Sons – Colm Toibin
Short Story of the Year – The Yellow Wallpaper – Charlotte Perkins Gilman. So good that I read it twice.
Suspense Novel of The Year – The Cry of the Owl – Patricia Highsmith
The One that Should Have Won The Booker – The Secret Scripture – Sebastian Barry. Here’s to the Costa as a consolation.
Young Adult Novel of the Year – The Chocolate War – Robert Cormier
Time now to award to Lizzy’s Read of the Year
Apologies to Andrew Sean Greer, whose book I predicted would take this year’s top spot. The Story of A Marriage has been pipped at the post by the book that forced me to review it three months after reading. I was too busy at the Edinburgh Book Festival to review it at the time. However, this is a book that, I suspect, will simply never go away. See that punch on the cover? It’s delivered straight to the gut.