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My Top Ten Books of 2022

 


It is nearly the end of the year. It is the time when everybody is doing top ten lists. So here is a top ten: my completely unobjective list of the top ten books I have read this year. Many of these did not come out this year, but I read them this year. Those that did come out this year I will mark with a: (2022). Overall, it was a good reading year for me. I have read 52 books this year according to Goodreads. There was nothing that I absolutely hated, though a couple were just so-so. The ten books that follow were not so-so. I rank them in no particular order.

 

The Martian – Andy Weir

The Daughter of Dr. Moraeu – Silvia Moreno-Garcia (2022)

Fuzzy Nation – John Scalzi

Where the Crawdads Sing – Delia Owens

Fevered Star – Rebecca Roanhorse (2022)

Klara and the Sun – Kazuo Ishiguro

The Book Thief – Markus Zusak

The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue – V. E. Schwab

A Psalm for the Wild-Built – Becky Chambers

Project Hail Mary – Andy Weir

 

Most of these I have reviewed separately, so I am not going to go into detail here. Klara and the Sun is the only one on my list written by a Nobel Laureate (Kazuo Ishiguro). Andy Weir is the only author to make it on my list twice. What can I say? The guy is good.  Though Scalzi nearly got two on my list. The Kaiju Preservation Society is an honorable mention. Three on the list have been made into movies: The Martian, Where the Crawdads Sing, and The Book Thief. While three others: Project Hail Mary, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue, and Klara and the Sun have movie projects “in development,” whatever that means.  

Happy reading.

Star Liner

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