![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() (This will frustrate some of you I apologize in advance.) Still, even I have some limits. I am not the kind of reader to begrudge a book its inclusion based on some arbitrary human calendar. The borders of my reading in 2014 were porous and for this reason you will find a few titles from before 2014, like Submergence and Pym. I resented gigs because if I was reading my own work I wasn’t reading The Kills. It was the tome I could not put down, and it captured me so utterly that I begged off meal invites and bar get-togethers to finish it. I lugged Richard House’s thousand-page hardcover The Kills around with me all over - undaunted by the fact that it was not built for shoving into an airplane seat-back pocket. So, in that context, it’s surprising what stuck and what didn’t. I grabbed what I could when I could and discarded anything that didn’t keep my attention in an airport, on a plane, in a cab, in a hotel room, in a cave, on horseback, talking to owls, at the end of a bar, dancing with lemurs, through a looking glass, back home for a couple of days. I was on the road exactly five months, two weeks, and three days. There was nothing scientific or complete or logical about it, and I was glad I didn’t have to care about any of that. My year in reading was a chaotic and joyous one. Sign up for our newsletter to get submission announcements and stay on top of our best work. ![]()
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