I don’t think I need to reiterate again that 2020 was, to say the least, weird. I have made that point in several of my latest posts and I think I should just get on with it. First though, I want to look back at my reading in 2020.
I read fewer books than in other years: Goodreads says 75 but if we’re being honest it’s more like 73. Of those books 56 were written by women, 6 by men, one by a non-binary person, and ten by more than one author of different genders. This tells me a few things, for one that my year of reading only women and non-binary authors was as easy as it was because my reading in general is dominated by female authors. It also tells me that I really should make more of an effort to read books by agender or non-binary authors.
The statistic I am most unhappy with is that only about a third of the books I read were written by a non-white author and this really is something that needs to change going forward.
Genre-wise, my reading was pretty much how I expect it to be: the biggest chunk with 29% is fiction (here I lumped in everything without speculative elements), 26% was what I call speculative romance (everything from Urban Fantasy with heavy romance elements to Paranormal Romance to Fantasy or Sci-Fi Romance), 18% non-fiction, 14% short stories, 5% Romance and 5% Fantasy, and one book each of horror and graphic novel. I am more or less happy with this as I like my reading to be fairly broad.
Looking at my ranked books, one thing became obvious pretty quickly: I am better at choosing book for myself when I don’t read them based on them being on a list or so hyped that I request an ARC for books I might otherwise not read. So, going forward I will try to make an effort to read more books that I choose just by whim and those by authors that I have enjoyed in the past. I know that there is no way I will stop reading review copies and being swept up in the hype but ideally, about half the books I read should not fall in that category. I will also not try to read the Women’s Prize for Fiction longlist again because, wow, did I hate some of those books this year (and ultimately didn’t even read everything because I was so displeased with the list).
I did not plan on making proper resolutions as I am utterly unsure how 2021 will go – I am going back to work in June and I am really not certain I will manage to read as much as I would like then (what happens with this blog then is also up in the air). I set my reading goal on Goodreads to an all-time low 52; anything less would make me very unhappy. I want to make sure that what I read is mostly great. Which is why I will aim for one short story collection a month, for about a third of my reading being non-fiction again (because I more often than not adore the ones I get to), and I want to try and finally go back and read the backlist of those authors I want to read everything of. First of I am going to try and read a few of Deborah Levy’s older books, that she has written fiction as well as short stories and non-fiction is perfect for my goals.
But even if I have lofty plans now, most importantly for me, I need to allow myself to let my reading go where it wants to go because I do have the time any more to read books I am not excited for. Which is why I am stopping with those three reading plans and not adding any other (read more series! finish more series! read more high fantasy!).