What I Read This Summer
Summer reading always starts ambitious and ends with whatever was on the nightstand. This year: eleven finished, two abandoned, and one I've already lent out twice.
- Stoner by John Williams — the one I keep lending out. More on it here.
- The Remains of the Day by Kazuo Ishiguro — a reread, still devastating in the politest possible way.
- Persuasion by Jane Austen — my favourite Austen, and I will not be taking questions.
- A Month in the Country by J. L. Carr — short, warm, and over far too soon.
- The Old Man and the Sea by Ernest Hemingway — read on a train, which felt right.
- Cranford by Elizabeth Gaskell — gentle and much funnier than I expected.
- Three Men in a Boat by Jerome K. Jerome — the tin-opener scene still gets me.
- The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton — a slow burn with a perfect last chapter.
- Silas Marner by George Eliot — a warm-up for the Middlemarch reread.
- Howards End by E. M. Forster — only connect, as they say.
- North and South by Elizabeth Gaskell — better than the adaptation, which is saying something.
Abandoned: one very long fantasy series opener (not the book's fault, I wasn't in the mood) and a celebrated literary novel whose narrator I simply could not spend more time with.