My year in books, dedicated to my Mom, who we lost this last month. She was the kindest soul I’ve ever known, and she loved reading.

I was at 45 books on December 30th, but spent the last day racing through John Scalzi’s Old Man’s War. Partly because it’s a great novel and partly because I wanted to be closer to my soft goal of 50. So I’ve read 46 books this year.

Cheers, Mom.