My Top Seven books of 2015

As 2015 draws to a close, everyone seems to fall in love with lists; our top fives, tens, fifteens, twenties; the challenges we’ve completed; what we’re planning to read next year; the heroes we simpered over – anything and everything bookish you can think of, there’s a list for it.

Once I started reading end of year posts I got excited (as usual) and started planning what would go on my favourite list. I opened up the spreadsheet of the books I’ve ready (yes folks, I have a spreadsheet, I’m that cool) and started scanning the books.

Two things jumped out at me – firstly, that I really haven’t read enough books this year. I’m around 20 books short of my Goodreads Challenge and 15 short of what I read last year.

Secondly, trying to find 10 books that I considered to be my ‘favourites’ was quite difficult. There were a lot of books I enjoyed, many that were interesting, but very few stuck out as outstanding. Especially in the later months of the year, I seemed to have gone from depressing book to depressing book and I have to admit, I’ve been feeling quite drained.

With all this in mind, I managed to pull together my top seven books of 2015; these are the books that made me shout out loud on public transport; that made me cry; that stopped me short; that made me really feel. These are keepers, the ones that have earned their place on my bookshelves; the ones that I will recommend first, every time.

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