(PS. I will try to blog more regularly in 2015! I will post my list of favourite 2014 books very soon.)
Books Published in 2013
I didn't read as many new books in 2013 as I did in 2012, but here are two fantastic YA reads.
Rose Under Fire, Elizabeth Wein
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You find out about the fates of some of the characters from Code Name Verity in this stand-alone novel. You don't need to read CNV first, but I would recommend it.
(On a personal note, last year I had the opportunity to meet Elizabeth Wein in person at the annual SCBWI British Isles conference in Winchester, which was a dream come true!)
Vango: Between Earth and Sky, Timothée de Fombelle
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Amazing! Just about the best inter-war international caper you could imagine. Vango is on the run, accused of a crime he didn't commit, being chased down by French police and Soviet hitmen. Part of the book takes place on the Graf Zeppelin and there's a heroine who lives in a Scottish castle, drives a race car, and wear slacks Katherine Hepburn style. Plus, somehow Stalin is connected to all of this.I read much of this book curled up in front of the fire in a cottage in Penzance. This past June, I had was able to hear the author and translator discuss the portrayal of war in young adult fiction at the offices of Walker Books in London, at an event put on by IBBY.
Books Published Pre-2013
Young Adult
Long Lankin, Lindsey Barraclough
Long Lankin is a fantastic, post-war Britain ghost story, with undercurrents of M.R. James-style horror. Cora and her younger sister Mimi are sent from their East London flat in 1958 to stay with their Aunt Ida in her crumbling ancestral home in the Essex marshes. While there, they befriend Roger and his family and set out to solve the mystery of why strange ghostly children appear in the nearby churchyard and why all the windows and doors of Guerdon Hall must be kept shut and locked at all times. It soon becomes clear that Mimi, Cora's little sister, is in grave danger. This is a novel based on the ballad "Long Lankin", which is printed at the beginning of the book. Knowing the ballad makes the novel more chilling but doesn't give the plot away. (My full review here.)
The Fault in Our Stars, John Green
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Eleanor and Park, Rainbow Rowell
You will also need tissues for Eleanor and Park, which is also wonderfully funny and sad. It takes place in 1986 (the year I was born), and tells the story the teenage outsiders who fall in love trading comics and mix tapes back and forth. It is delightful.
The novel has an ambiguous ending, which I have decided is hopeful, based on the reference in the last chapter to Park and Eleanor both having finished the Watchmen series.
Middle Grade
A Face Like Glass, Frances Hardinge
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Best Victorian Novel
Bleak House, Charles Dickens
I finally got around to reading through Bleak House in 2013, having been a fan of the BBC adaptation for years. Reading this novel is a time commitment, but a most fulfilling one. I think Bleak House is my new favourite Dickens novel (though perhaps it's tied with Great Expectations...).
Non-Fiction
The Victorian House and The Victorian City: Everyday Life in Dickens' London, Judith Flanders
Here is a pair of books about the Victorians - both at home and out and about in London - that is wonderfully informative and entertaining. I learned the significance of so many throwaway comments and descriptions I had come across while reading Victorian novels. I learned that the Victorians didn't have bedside tables (!), that in a middle-class household like Thomas and Jane Carlyle's, a woman had to pitch in with her maid of all work just to keep the house running. I learned that one of the jobs of an omnibus driver in the age of crinolines was to make sure a woman's skirt didn't flip up as she entered the bus, that the street was an incredibly noisy place in Victorian London, and that fires were major public events.
The Emperor of All Maladies, Siddhartha Mukherjee
This is a fascinating, horrifying, and ultimately hopeful "biography" of cancer. It makes for absolutely riveting reading as Mukherjee tracks the history of cancer and the various ways humans have learned to treat it. I know now that cancer is not one, monolithic disease, but rather a multitude of individual diseases, each with its own behaviour and treatment. The most horrifying chapter is the one on the craze for radical mastectomy; the most hopeful one discusses the genetic treatments for cancers that should be developed in the coming years, as the genetic profiles of various cancers are mapped.
Mindfulness: A Practical Guide to Finding Peace in a Frantic World, Mark Williams and Danny Penman
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this past year).
Re-Reads
Villette, Charlotte Brontë
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Daughter of Smoke and Bone, Laini Taylor
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The Golden Compass/Northern Lights, Philip Pullman
I reread The Golden Compass for an undergraduate dissertation I supervised last year. I had such an enjoyable time going back through the whole His Dark Materials trilogy. When I first read it as a 14-year-old prairie girl, I could only imagine Oxford as a rather old city. I had never read Blake or Milton. Having now lived in Oxford, and read more, the trilogy felt richer to me as a literary text and what had been geographically marvellous on first reading, was now both familiar and defamiliarised by Pullman's clever tweaks to real-world Oxford. I found one particular moment of high stakes danger more horrifying as an adult than I had as a teenager (you may be able to guess which bit I'm referring to if you've read the book - it involves a guillotine-like structure).
Past Favourite Reads lists: 2011; 2012.