Books of 2015

So I wanted to read 10 books this year, how did I do?

1.This Book Is Full Of Spiders by David Wong

Anyway, it’s two in the morning and we’re taking turns pissing off of the tower (rather than going at the same time, because we weren’t raised by wolves).

2.The Amber Amulet by Craig Silvey

I don’t mean to pry, but saving people is my calling.

3.Frankenstein by Mary Shelly

So strange an incident has happened to us that I cannot forbear recording it…

4.Dr Who: The Seeds of Doom and The Deadly Assassin by Philip Hinchcliffe and Terrance Dicks

A monstrous, hybrid creature lay on the bed, half human, half vegetable.

5.The Miniaturist by Jessie Burton

Every woman is the architect of her own fortune.

6.Ghostwritten by David Mitchell

The act of memory is an act of ghostwriting.

 7.Yes Please! by Amy Poehler
Plus, I am forty-two, which is smack-dab in the middle. I haven’t live a full enough life to look back on, but I am too old to get by on being pithy and cute.
8.The Narrow Road To The Deep North by Richard Flanagan
The Australia that took refuge in his head was mapped with the stories of the dead; the Australia of the living he found an ever stranger country.
9.The Bone Clocks by David Mitchell
Dr Marinus was the first Chinese person I ever met, apart from the ones at the Thousand Autumns Restaurant where me and Brendan were sometimes sent for takeaways if Mam was too tired to cook.
It looked like it was going to be 9, but I managed to read my 10th book The Bees by Laline Paull in the last week of the year!  Woo!!