If there is one thing missing in your life right now, I bet you it is a year-end list of some sort. Why doesn’t anyone do one of those? Lucky for you, I am here for you. Here are a few of the books I read in 2015, for your consideration, enjoyment, or frosty judgment.
Book that I Couldn’t Look Away From: Pretty Girls, by Karin Slaughter. It was graphically violent in ways that were way more than I signed up for, but by the time I realized that, I couldn’t quit because I had to know the end. Kind of scarred now.
To Get Lulled Into a Beauteous Melancholy: My Name is Lucy Barton, by Elizabeth Strout.
Book I Was Sure I Would Love: The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up, by Marie Kondo. I love being tidy! I love helpful tidy-talk! But I am not going to consider my socks’ feelings about how they are being folded, Marie.
Fashion Read: The Battle of Versailles, by Robin Givhan. History, race, gender, and Halston talking about himself in the third person. Check, check, check and check.
Many People Told Me This Was Funny: Can We Talk About Something More Pleasant, by Roz Chast. I really loved this story of the author’s aging parents, but I did not LOL at all, book-recommender-liars.
Stop Staring At Me Reading This, Fellow Bus-Riding Commuters: How to Be a Bad Bitch, by Amber Rose.
Book That Made Me Cry And Want My Blankie, In the Best Way: Boats for Papa, by Jessixa Bagley.
My Favorite Illustrations: Last Stop on Market Street, by Matt de la Pena and Christian Robinson.
Scratching That Deadwood Itch: The Sisters Brothers, by Patrick DeWitt.
Remember How Fucked Up College Was? Welcome to Braggsville, by Geronimo T. Johnson.
Don’t Even Try to Argue This One with Me: Selfish, by Kim Kardashian.
History We Should All Know: Spectacle: The Astonishing Life of Ota Benga, by Pamela Newkirk.
Seattle History, Romance, Aviation, Jazz, YUM: The Game of Love and Death, by Martha Brockenbough.
I Know You Already Heard About It But Still: Between the World and Me, by Ta-Nahisi Coates.
I’m Not Going to Lie, I Skimmed the Farm Science: The Martian, by Andy Weir.
As a Former Dancer, It Seems That People Think We Are Psychos, However I Don’t Care Because Ballet Drama is Delicious: Tiny Pretty Things, by Sona Charaipotra.
I Don’t Know How Come You Don’t Find This Mesmerizing: Becoming Sister Wives, by Kody, Meri, Janelle, Christine, and Robin Brown.
Royalty Is Jacked Up, Fact: The Family Romanov, by Candace Fleming.
Cue up for 2016!