Hello lovelies! I know it’s Wednesday, and I am a day late, but I didn’t have enough time yesterday and I wanted to do this right. This is a very special TTT because Top Ten Tuesday Turns 10! Try to say that three times quickly, I dare you. Ten years is a lot guys, and to commemorate this special event, Jana gave us an option to redo a topic we already did, OR to do a topic we missed in the past. There are tons of great topics I missed, and I have them all saved for future freebies, but this one seemed more than perfect for this occasion!
I’ve been a constant reader for many, many years now, but even I have to admit there were a few years, mainly my college years, which were pretty barren reading-wise. Probably because I lived in a constant state of a nervous breakdown. I won’t even tell you how many books I read in 2010 through 2012, it’s disgraceful. But in time I caught up and read some HECKIN novels. TTT is a weekly meme by That Artsy Reader Girl, and every Tuesday there is a different themed post of top 10 things.
I had a gap year between high school and college because I’m a constant failure, so that particular summer I decided to read EVERYTHING my then favorite writers (Poe and Lovecraft) wrote. I’ve read anything I could find on paper prior to this, but a lot of it wasn’t available in my town library, so I went to Gutenberg and downloaded the heckin WORD files which I then proceeded to read on my computer. That is when my eyesight started to rot, I guess? Oh and word files were a luxury way back then, because everything else was on… TEXT and INDEX files. Most of you probably aren’t even old enough to know what that means, but if you do – imagine a torture of reading a novel in a txt file.
This was a pretty lame year where I had a horrible break up and a kidney surgery and we shall forget this year ever happened. Burn it. I only reread Harry Potter and read Maskerade by Terry Pratchett. No matter how much I love Pratchett, Harry is the winner here. Comfort reads win the
I will let Pratchett win here, because this is the year I started to read Discworld in a chronological order. The Color of Magic is certainly a good novel, and a good Discworld novel, but it’s far from my favorite. We ARE talking about one of his first books, so it’s perfectly normal he got better as a writer later, and better in writing this particular world. Still, it’s a good and funny book, but as Discworld is a quirky series where you can read each of the 41 novels as a standalone – I always recommend Wyrd Sisters as a first Pratchett read, because it was mine too, or Equal Rites, or Mort.
This was the year I graduated from college, so naturally my reading picked up. This is also the year I started using Goodreads regularly after registering in 2011, so everything from 2013 onward is recorded without a mistake. This year I read A Song of Ice and Fire, so I’ll pick my favorite, which is of course the first one, A Game of Thrones. Seven years later and I’m still waiting, GRRM.
I read A LOT of good books in 2013, some of them being: The Graveyard Book, The Book Thief, The Perks of Being a Wallflower, etc., but the very best one is also the most underrated one, because not many people have heard of it. Tell the Wolves I’m Home is the first YA novel I ever read, but don’t think of it as YA at all, think of it as a story of sisterhood, of family issues, of issues gay people and people with AIDS went through in the dreaded 80s through 90s. It’s a sad, sad book, but it will warm your heart. Also, it’s a rare occasion where I reread a book three times, and the book isn’t Harry of The Hobbit.
Y’all, 2015 was a reading banger. I’ve read some of my ultimate favorites that year: The Night Circus, A Monster Calls, Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children, West of the Moon, the list goes on and on. Legendary year. But. This is also the year I discovered Margo Lanagan, and if I have to choose, she wins. She is a master storyteller of the darkest of retellings and if she asks I will gladly give up my soul for a new Lanagan novel. ❤
This was a year of discovery for me, where I first read a lot of my now favorite authors, and some amazing books like: Six of Crows, A Darker Shade of Magic, The Miniaturist, Outlander (I’ve read the first three from the series in one year, believe it or not), and even though my heart breaks, Outlander isn’t the best book I’ve read in 2016. It’s Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell. It’s truly one of the best books out there and if you haven’t read it please do! I meant now!!
This year maybe wasn’t the best one in quality, but it was one of the more prolific ones for me, as I read 78 books. This is also the year I started requesting on NetGalley and went through some legit garbage to get to the good stuff. I am very much torn between Misery and The Raven Boys for the best book of 2017, but I’ll have to choose The Raven Boys, actually I read the whole of The Raven Cycle this year, so I’ll count that in. Maggie is a sorceress.
This was my first year of blogging, so it was heavily influenced by other bloggers and the ridiculous hype they create, and I’m not complaining here! This is the year I read no less than seven books which I’d put in my top 20, probably even top 10. Cat Valente’s Fairyland series, The Golden Compass, Uprooted, We Have Always Lived in the Castle, To Kill a Mockingbird, this was a HELLA good year. That’s why I cannot choose only one, I have to choose at least two amazing books, and I pick My Lady Jane, and The Seven Deaths of Evelyn Hardcastle. Both are very different but both blew my mind to smithereens.
Last year wasn’t a good reading year for me. For starters I wish I read more, and that I chose more carefully what I read, but I was overwhelmingly depressed, so nothing made much sense or joy at all. The best book I read in 2019 is Pet Sematary, a book, oh the irony, on grief. I can clearly see how I hopped from horror, which felt depressing but somehow comforting, and funny chick-lit, which failed to make me feel better.
So there’s a literal timeline of me through the last 10 years. There was the good, there was the bad, and there was certainly the ugly, but things are getting much better now. 2020 is already a pretty good year reading-wise, and I’ve decided to get through a small stack of books I feel will be purely amazing. I feel really, really happy now, I’ll try to keep it that way.
What are your top ten from the last decade? Can you even choose? How do you choose between babies, tell me??! Do you love some of my top ten faves? Talk to me in comments and have a damn fine week! ❤