My favourite books this year

Just under the wire for the annual lists season, and in no particular order, my favourite reads of the year.

  1. Nutshell by Ian McEwan (2016). Think Hamlet as fetus, bound in the “nutshell” of his mother’s womb, a smart and observant little fellow already possessed of a taste for beauty and fine wine, whose ruminations turn agonized as he overhears his mother and her lover plotting murder. Sounds a silly premise? It has its funny spots, for sure, but the book works. Brilliantly. The unborn philosopher considers whether he should simply give up before he begins, not be. Then again, “I want…my due,my infinitesimal slice of endless time and one chance of a consciousness…I want my go. I want to become me.” download 9781487000745_3f38b1db-9d0a-45b9-a92d-6217ce89cf23_1024x1024
  2. A Whole Life by Robert Seethaler, an Austrian writer. I loved this quiet book and its quiet, stoic protagonist and marvelled at how Seethaler used single or small gestures to convey personality. I talked about this one earlier, here.
  3. Confession: I’ve read a number of books by John Steinbeck, but never his 1939 classic The Grapes of Wrath. That fault was corrected this year when someone in my book club chose it. This tale of Dust Bowl folk streaming out of Oklahoma on the U.S. 66 for a better, hopeful and ultimately disappointing life in California gripped me deeply.
  4. I didn’t realize until looking through my book journal that Irish writer Anne Enright had appeared three times this year: The Gathering (2007) in January, The Green Road (2015) in July, and currently a collection of her short stories, Yesterday’s Weather (2008). The novels, and many of the stories, concern family life, usually rather dysfunctional family life. “Family sins and family wounds,” she writes in The Gathering, “…with the Hegartys a declaration of unhappiness is always a declaration of blame.” I’m in awe of Enright’s poetic and psychologically penetrating work.
  5. Secondhand Time: The Last of the Soviets by Svetlana Alexievich (2016). Nobody asks ordinary people what they think about “grand ideas,” the Nobel-winning Russian journalist Alexievich has said. “They’re just asked to die for them.” In her latest book, she speaks to ordinary people about their experiences of socialism and the momentous changes around the collapse of the Soviet Union. The overall mood in the aftermath of a history of war and repression is gloomy. “Russian women have never had normal men,” one of Alexievich’s sources says. (If you haven’t read Alexievich but would like to sample her important oral history projects,I suggest beginning with Voices from Chernobyl.)51djjpcqxxl-_sx327_bo1204203200_
  6. Fraud by Anita Brookner (1992). I read this in March, in honour of Brookner, who had recently died. Her writing is absorbing, very much focussed on the interior of things, the slight movements of heart and mind. “Fraud,” says narrator/protagonist Philippa, “was what was perpetrated on me by the expectations of others. They fashioned me in their own image, according to their needs.”
  7. My Name is Lucy Barton by Elizabeth Strout (2016). The story is simple enough, a tender relationship between mother and daughter, but it reads like wisdom. The protagonist is a writer and offers up bits of advice and comments on process too, which I figured may have been drawn from the experience of Strout, best known as the author of Olive Kitteridge.
  8. Two books about aging. I was alerted to Old Age: Journey into Simplicity by Helen Luke (1987) in a post by Shirley Hershey Showalter, who is currently thinking and blogging (and thus teaching me and others) about vocation in the later stages of life. Luke reminds that one grows old, and discusses that growth, spiritually, via Ulysses and King Lear and other literary sources. It nourished and inspired me. Then, Sixty by Ian Brown (2015), who kept a diary of his sixty-first year to mark the transition “to becoming the Other.” It’s a masculine take on aging but there’s much that resonates, and I like his honest, sometimes grumpy voice. It made me laugh and nod with recognition.
  9. Stranger by David Bergen (2016). I think this novel about a young Guatemalan woman robbed of her baby and trying to get it back is one of Bergen’s best books yet. It reads quickly, almost hypnotically, but there’s plenty in it to ponder once done, about power, vulnerability, who “owns” a
  10. The Noise of Time by Julian Barnes. This book is called a novel, though based on the life of Russian composer Shostakovich. It’s an interpretation, really, probing at his life in relation to power, fear, cowardice or perseverance, survival within the Soviet system. One would like to quote line after line. Like music, which it celebrates, the book stirs melancholy, and joy. Eleanor Wachtel’s interview of Julian Barnes recent work is a delight as
  11. The Underground Railroad by Colson Whitehead (2016). This is probably my top pick of the year. The subject matter (slavery) is awful, but the book is so well written, the awfulness doesn’t feel gratuitous but rather a plumb into the depth of both slavery and freedom. And Cora is one of the most memorable protagonists I’ve encountered in a long time. I wasn’t expecting the underground railroad to be literal, however, (I hadn’t read enough reviews I guess) but by making the novel both factual and fantastical Whitehead can highlight a variety of historical responses to slavery and abolition and reveal the “great war” still being waged between White and Black.

Honorable mentions: I spent the first months of the year concentrating on Canadian short story collections as a member of the Danuta Gleed prize jury and recommend our short list winners, as well as many other books I enjoyed this year, including Negroland by Margo Jefferson; The Animal Game by Kirsteen MacLeod; Lives of Mothers and Daughters by Sheila Munro; The Geography of Memory: A Pilgrimage Through Alzheimer’s by Jeanne Murray Walker; Minister Without Portfolio by Michael Winter (which didn’t fare that well on Canada Reads, but I thought a fine book); When Jesus Came to Harvard: Making Moral Choices Today by Harvey Cox; Nino Ricci’s The Origin of Species; The Diving Bell and the Butterfly by Jean-Dominique Bauby;  A Suitable Boy by Vikram Seth;  and Do Not Say We Have Nothing by Madeleine Thien.

9 thoughts on “My favourite books this year

  1. Wow, Dora, That is an impressive list! One of my New Year’s resolutions (inspired by your post) is to keep a reading journal!

    • I’ve done so for some years, Elfrieda, sometimes just listing the names of the books, sometimes writing some comments too. I only wish I’d started much earlier, because when I look back I remember various books but can’t place them in time, and I think they must have shaped/interacted with that period. Best with your resolutions!

  2. Impressive indeed – I find myself wondering how one has so much time to read and such meaty books at that. You inspire me to read more in 2017.

    • Hi Nancy! Perhaps it looks more impressive than it is, but I do read a lot, I can easily admit that, I see it as the other half of my work as writer. But having said that, this year has yielded, in spite of the busyness of transitions, situations such as long road trips and a move (thus being new and not so very involved yet) and other circumstances which have opened up more time than usual for books. A blessed 2017 to you!

  3. Thanks, Dora, for sharing your 2016 favourite books list–most of which I haven’t read; so look forward to dipping into this rich treasure trove.– I’ve just begun reading Outline by Rachel Cusk. It’s a Christmas gift from son, Rob, who bought the same book for himself & suggested we “read it together” and compare responses through phone & email conversations. Which is a great idea since each of the 10 chapters in the book involves the narrator in some sort of conversation with people she meets enroute to & while teaching a creative writing summer course in Athens, The conversations are loosely/indirectly linked and gradually help to reveal the narrator’s own story. Other books I’ve read or re-read this year (for our reading group) include, Stranger by David Bergen, Spiritual Evolution by George E. Vaillant, The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry, When Jesus came to Harvard etc., and have just begun Being Mortal … Time for bed, so I’ll sign off. Happy reading & blessings in 2017! Leona P.S. Note my new email address below!

    • And thank you, Leona, for sharing some of your list. We actually overlap on a few of these, and I picked up “When Jesus came to Harvard”, which was on my “honourables” on account of your recommendation. What a sweet idea to be reading “Outline” together with Rob. Any conversation around books enlarges the experience, I think. You might enjoy this recent article about Cusk’s work; it’s mostly about her latest book, but talks about Outline too. –New address noted!

  4. Thanks Dora for the link to Cusk’s sequel. Didn’t know it was out yet. The title, Transit, intrigues me & the article comments suggest it fits the space we’re in ourselves right now. So will check the book out asap. Meanwhile both Rob & I finished reading Outline and he sent me his insightful & very eloquent response which makes me wish he was teaching English literature in addition to writing science fiction while waiting for a green card to get University employment in Indiana! Glad you noted the new address. Will use the old one for a while longer too but it really is time to change. Cheers.

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