2020 was an odd year for reading. I usually read on average a book or two a week. This year I went through phases were I didn’t read for ages then I read five books in a week. So I thought I’d share a few of my favourites from the past twelve months.
They are in no particular order. (Well, technically I’ve put them in alphabetical order)
A Match Made for Thanksgiving by Jackie Lau
Demons Do It Better by Louisa Masters
Finding Joy by Adriana Herrera
Knit One, Girl Two by Shira Glassman
Once Ghosted, Twice Shy by Alyssa Cole
Rafe by Rebekah Weatherspooon
The Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries series by Kerry Greenwood – No lie, I read the entire series about three times this year.
I have not read as many books this year thus far as I hoped. Well, I’ve read a lot of cosy mysteries, but not much else. Sometimes with my reading, my autistic obsessive passion kicks in, and I’ll fall down a rabbit hole of reading ALL the same things over and over.
And usually, throughout a year, I’ll read a lot of non-fiction.
Not so much in 2019.
But I thought I’d share my top three so far, which might change.
I wouldn’t say these are my favourite non-fiction of all time. I did enjoy them for different reasons, though Jason Fox’s book probably makes it into my top ten non-fiction of all time. Or, maybe top twenty. (I’ve read A LOT of non-fiction over the years.)
Battle Scars by Jason Fox – Solid 10 out of 10 read. Not a book everyone will enjoy, but I found his battle with PTSD to be inspiring.
Newsletter Ninja by Tammi Labrecque – makes the list because not only was it highly useful but it made me laugh.
Manage Your Day-to-Day: Build Your Routine, Find Your Focus, and Sharpen Your Creative Mind edited by Jocelyn Glei – so, I have mixed feelings about this book. It did give me a powerful new perspective on adjusting my daily schedule in a way that works for me and encourages my creative process. On the other hand, I found a lot of it to just…be nonsense (from my perspective.)
I’ve read a lot of military memoirs up to this point so far in 2019. One was because my hubby got it for himself and I wanted to read it. He’s a slow reader so I got it first.
2018 has been a bit of a trash fire of a year, hasn’t it?
Stepping away from the chaotic whirlwind of bad news has been a struggle. Being creating in 2018 has been even more difficult. It’s important to write, even in the middle of the muck.
I think, more than any other time, it’s also important to find happy moments and pursue them.
This weekend, that meant baking, reading, and video games.
Baking? That went brilliantly. I made Mary Berry’s recipe for profiteroles, photo evidence above. They tasted AMAZING. They also didn’t last the weekend lol. Yum.
Reading? I finally got around to reading Alison Weir’s Jane Seymour, The Haunted Queen, which I enjoyed immensely. I love a good historical fiction. And this one was definitely half fact and half fiction. Brilliantly done though.
Video games? I’ve gotten completely obsessed with the latest Assassin’s Creed game, Odyssey. Epic, brilliant, amazing. Love it so much.
Now, I’m back to writing on my new work in progress–an urban fantasy. Should be great fun.
How about you? What moments of joy are you finding for yourself this year?
The weatherman told us we’d get a little bit of snow on Friday. The bastard lied. We got non-stop thick snow for most of the day and wound up with around eight to ten inches. My dog was not amused.
She hopped around in it for a bit, completely disappearing.
I loved it…right up until the point when both our power and internet decided to go out.
I handled it fairly well. I lived in the Dominican Republic for two years when I was in my twenties, dealing with power outages was a daily occurrence, so I have loads of experience.
What do I do with my time? I reread the Mercy Thompson series by Patricia Briggs (the ones I had in paperback in any case.) I also read a few of Mary Balogh’s novels. Oh, and I made some headway on a less exciting non-fiction book that I’ve been putting off.
My beloved hubby did NOT handle being without power and internet. Accurate depiction of him:
He also whined a bit (and by that I mean constantly), and I ended up feeling a bit like this:
My guilty pleasures often include reading a lot of Regency Romances and watching period films such as Persuasion and The Golden Bowl, or TV mini-series like, Downton Abbey and The Tudors. I love the glitz and glamour of it all. I do also enjoy injecting my pleasures with small doses of reality every once in a while.
Historical romances whether in written form or film all tend to gild the lily on what life was really like in whatever time period they are representing. It’s enjoyable, but gives us a rose-tinted view of what history was truly like.
My hubby and I recently watched a fascinating BBC mini-series from 2001 called The Manor House. They took a family along with twelve other volunteers and moved them into an estate house for a three month experiment where they all had to live as Edwardians. From clothing to food to everything, it all centered around them living life as it was in the early 1900s.
The family became nouveau riche, titled and waited on hand and foot. The other twelve volunteers became their servants from butler down to scullery maid. It was a true glimpse at what life in a Downton Abbey style home would be like. And it was nothing like the TV show.
It was fascinating to watch modern minds struggle with life in the 1900s. The upstairs folk, naturally, handled it better. The downstairs servants struggled with the inequality of it all. I found it really intriguing to watch.
Three months really gave them long enough to truly immerse themselves into the roles they were playing.
It’s definitely worth watching if you’re at all interested in period films/romances.