Santa isn’t the only one keeping a list. Everybody and her brother who has read a book this year has opinions to share. I don’t mind because I’m always looking for recommendations to add to my TBR tower. I do mind labeling lists “Best,” because who has read everything?! So I’ll just say the following are my favorites from what I read in 2018, the books I’ll buy for myself and friends, the ones I’ll reread in the years to come. All of them except one I’ve reviewed on the blog this year. I missed Rebecca Makkai’s remarkable third novel The Great Believers (Penguin, digital galley) when it came out in June. But on a recent weekend I was transported by this chronicle of the fallout of the AIDS epidemic told in two intertwining narratives, one from 1985 Chicago, the second in Paris 30 years later. Now I can’t stop caring about Makkai’s characters, both those whose lives were cut short and those who survived and loved them. Absent friends, a lost generation. Thanks to whoever first put this on their best list. Now it’s on mine. (Credit: “A Woman Reading in Bed” by Frederick Serge).
My 2018 favorites, in no particular order:
On a Clear Day I Can Read Forever 
Florida was very good. I have Circe and Mermaid on my list to pitch for our yearly book club list. However, our book club of 21 years is dying a slow death. People don’t have the time anymore and attendance has been horrible. We may not have a club next year the way we are going. If I don’t get to read them with the club I will on my own.
Happy holidays, Ti. Good luck with book club. I belong to one that is older than I am, but I’ve only been a member about 15 years