This wasn't much of a year for reading. During the school year, work took all my time and filled all my mind. And the moment school was out, I was either in and out of hospital rooms and arranging home health solutions for my mother-in-law, or scrubbing and repainting an old house that had to be sold, or out-of-state scouring the countryside for a new house.
When I did read it was to reread the familiars like Georgette Heyer and Barbara Pym, which I did, over and over. These landscapes at least hadn't changed. Excellent Women and Less than Angels by Pym and The Grand Sophy and Frederica by Heyer are such reliable delights. There must be a special place in heaven for the authors whose books bring such comfort in times of confusion and pain.
The few other memorable books I read this year were a comfort in other ways:
Jerome Osentowski, 304 pg.
As it became increasingly clear that we would be moving to a colder climate, the idea of a greenhouse became more and more appealing. This book has plans for building a greenhouse with a climate battery -- storing geothermal heat in the ground and letting it release into the air of the greenhouse when it gets cold.
High and Dry: Gardening with Cold-hardy Dryland Plants
Robert Nold, 420 pg.
Obviously. I saw this book on the shelf of a local library during my house search (house search for me always includes checking out the library). It's a bit exhausting to think of the time and money I'm going to be expending in the near future on this green-thumb habit of mine. But I do love looking at plants that will be able to survive in my new garden.
The Luck Uglies
Paul Durham, 316 pg.
I came across this book at the St Helens library while chaperoning a service project there for our Achievement Day girls. The story is fun and inventive. The later sequels don't live up to expectations, but this one was an enjoyable read.
A Man Called Ove
Fredrik Backman, 337 pg.
No wonder this book is on everyone's list this year. I picked it up to read while flying out with my mother-in-law to get her settled in a new apartment and to continue looking at houses for ourselves. This book gave me hope to continue as I followed angry Ove's climb up out of despair and into life once more. I loved his feisty new neighbor, the very pregnant Parvaneh, especially. And the slow unfolding of Ove's backstory made sense of his pain as a poignant counterpoint to the redemptive unknotting of the plot.
Everyone Brave is Forgiven
Chris Cleave, 432 pg.
Honestly, I decided to read this book because its cover reminded me of All the Light We Cannot See. While not nearly so incandescent as that book was, this was a book of blind perseverance which I needed, as I read it the first week in my new house, facing the reality (which though not at all dire is still reality with all its attendant unbudgeability). Unlike All the Light this novel is just usual. The expected tropes, the expected plot twists -- though there are a few moments that still live in my memory months after the reading -- particularly the point where the beautiful main character is saved from drowning by her ambulance-nurse best friend. Come to think of it, the friendship between Mary North and her less beautiful chainsmoking friend Hilda was far more engaging to me than either of the romances. (As was the relationship between Tom and his army buddy.) I believe I would have liked to have Hilda's story rather than Mary's and certainly I wanted to see more of the interaction between Hilda and Mary -- especially since Hilda is the only one who isn't bowled over and controlled by Mary's beauty. But it was good to read of survival, even if soppily delivered.
Unbroken: A World War II Story of Survival, Resilience, and Redemption
Laura Hillenbrand, 473 pg.
This book on the other hand is the real deal. I had begun the book early last year and had flipped through the end (because with my level of anxiety at the time I couldn't bear to read it if it was going to end too badly) -- I should have just read the subtitle, because the bits I read at the end were sad and hard enough that I decided I couldn't bear it. Which is just as well -- I needed it more right now, when because of an invitation to a book group I had to read it. A great, true story of a brave man whose innate cussed courage and physical hardiness in the war are outshone only by his powerful forgiveness and embrace of peace when the war is over. Hillenbrand is a great researcher and an even greater storyteller.