Thanks to my 30-minute train commute each way and my lazy, lazy ass, I read 48 books in 2016.
The longest book I read was Ron Chernow’s Alexander Hamilton. It was a nice cherry on top of my Hamilton-fixation sundae last year.
I rated 8 books as five-star books:
- Kitchens of the Great Midwest
- Hamilton: The Revolution
- Flawless: Inside the Largest Diamond Heist in History
- Sally Ride: America’s First Woman in Space
- The Broken Kingdoms (Inheritance, #2)
- Love Walked In
- Year of Yes: How to Dance It Out, Stand In the Sun and Be Your Own Person
- The Light of the World
A whopping THIRTY of those 2016 books were written by female authors. This isn’t something I initially aimed to do in January of last year, but once I started seeing the trend, I tried to continue it as best I can. I’m pretty proud of that.
My goal this year is to read 50 books, which seems ridiculously high to me.
All of my reviews are on Goodreads, and if you’re a more visual person, I’m kimberussell on Litsy!