I found this survey on another book blog, and I never say no to a book survey—especially since all I want to do in the first weeks of January is keep thinking about the books I read last year!
Book you were excited about and thought you were going to love, but didn’t:
Most surprising (in a good way):
Book you recommended to people most:
Best series you discovered:
Favourite new author you discovered (and have now read more than one of their books):
Kate Beaton, Jenny Lawson, Noelle Stevenson, Banana Yoshimoto
Best book that was out of your comfort zone or was a new genre for you:
Disclaimer: Probably other people would not describe these as “unputdownable.” But all three of these are books I burned through, barely putting them down until I finished because I was so engrossed.
Book you’re most likely to re-read next year:
Favorite book cover:
Most memorable character:
Bandette—Bandette, by Paul Tobin and Colleen Coover
Hannah, Violet, Dee and Betty—Rat Queens, by Kurtis J. Wiebe
Most beautifully written:
Book that had the greatest impact on you:
Book you can’t believe you waited UNTIL 2015 to finally read:
Now that I am about to leave this world, I realize there is nothing more astonishing than a human face . . . You feel your obligation to a child when you have seen it and held it. Any human face is a claim on you, because you can’t help but understand the singularity of it, the courage and loneliness of it.
—Gilead, by Marilynne Robinson
The question is not whether Lincoln truly meant “government of the people” but what our country has, throughout its history, taken the political term “people” to actually mean. In 1863 it did not mean your mother or your grandmother, and it did not mean you and me. Thus America’s problem is not its betrayal of “government of the people,” but the means by which “the people” acquired their names.
This leads us to another equally important ideal, one that Americans implicitly accept but to which they make no conscious claim. Americans believe in the reality of “race” as a defined, indubitable feature of the natural world. Racism – the need to ascribe bone-deep features to people and then humiliate, reduce, and destroy them – inevitably follows from this inalterable condition. In this way, racism is rendered as the innocent daughter of Mother Nature, and one is left to deplore the Middle Passage or the Trail of Tears the way one deplores and earthquake, a tornado, or any other phenomenon that can be cast as beyond the handiwork of men.
But race is the child of racism, not the father. And the process of naming “the people” has never been a matter of genealogy and physiognomy so much as one of hierarchy.
—Between the World and Me, by Ta-Nehisi Coates
Shortest & longest books you read:
Book that had a scene that had you reeling and dying to talk to somebody about it (a WTF moment, an epic revelation, a steamy kiss):
Favorite relationship (be it romantic, friendship):
Thaniel and Mori, The Watchmaker of Filigree Street by Natasha Pulley
Favorite book you read in 2015 from an author you’ve read previously:
Book you read based SOLELY on a recommendation from someone:
Genre you read the most from:
Newest fictional crush:
Orc Dave and Violet from Rat Queens
Best 2015 debut:
Too many great ones to be able to decide! I read a lot more new books than I usually do, and most of them were fantastic.
Most vivid world-building/imagery:
Book that was the most fun to read:
Book that made you cry:
Favorite bookish moments:
I started taking walks on my lunch break, and reading while walking down the street makes me feel like my nerdy childhood self again.
Listening to four Japanese language-learning programs