This year I have realised how much I fucking love reading. If I had a profile on Tinder it would say; Hobbies: reading & wine. Preferably together. In fact my reading list contains 342 books, I don’t have time for you. Swipe left. Phil thinks my reading is anti-social, I’ve offered many times to read aloud so he can enjoy too, but he’s having none of it. Instead he watches football, reads the newspaper or cleans the flat. One does not need to sit and stare at their significant other for hours on end. He knows I love him, even when I want space and don’t want to be in the same room as him.

To check out the books I read and recommended earlier this year, go here. My most recent reads are below;

Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine by Gail Honeyman

This debut novel by Honeyman was completely charming and uplifting. Eleanor has had a tough childhood and since this has become a creature of habit that struggles with social engagements. After the IT man at work befriends her, things start to change. Eleanor hears her own voice. This quirky woman learns about friendship and the emotions she’s always worked to squash. I could not put this down and finished the book in four days.


Freshwater Road by Denise Nicholas

This booked was an absolute eye-opener to me. I knew nothing about the Freedom Summer projects in Mississippi in the 1960s, a project to register African-American voters. While the book is not the best of writing, the content and history of the civil rights movement is amazing and at some points tough to read. But being tough to read is nothing when you think that people actually lived through this – this was (and still is, in some places) the norm. I found myself so enthralled by this book that I would be Googling and Wikapediaing all the people involved, the project, the outcome. It was completely fascinating. I love history and have always enjoyed reading about the World Wars, Tudors and Kings and Queens of England but have barely touched on American history. This has sparked a new area of interest for me.

Truly Madly Guilty by Liane Moriarty

Meh. Is it bad that I didn’t recall this book immediately? I had to go back and read the synopsis which brought it all back to me. I did enjoy the book while reading it, but far preferred Moriarty’s Big Little Lies. The book is set around an incident in a residential home, six adults and three children are present. The book looks at relationships and how people deal with guilt and cracks that are hidden beneath a shiny surface. Well written, but nothing compelling.



Into the Water by Paula Hawkins

Much like Hawkin’s incredible first novel, The Girl on the Train, this book keeps you guessing from the start. Women are meeting their fate in a notorious river in a small town – only one woman is questioning it until she, too, turns up dead in that very river. A small town filled with cover ups and busy-bodies is the backdrop to this mystery. While it’s a good read, I think Hawkin’s Rachel character in The Girl on the Train is what made that book so compelling and will remain top for me.



 See What I Have Done by Sarah Schmidt

This book has the chill factor. Gruesome from start to finish. The amount of times people taste other people’s blood in this book? Countless. This book tells a fictional (but with an historical timeline of events) story of the unsolved Lizzie Borden murders in 1892. Because the grizzly axe-murders of her father and step-mother in Fall River, Massachusetts were never solved, this book raises a lot of questions, I want to know more! Lizzie, herself, is shown as quite a strange girl, somewhat manipulative, but very much plays the game when questioned. Gripping – I read it in just over a week.



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