This year, much of my reading has been led by a desire for comfort, reassurance, and escape as, I suspect, is the case for many avid readers. I have been revisiting favourite authors such as Ursula Le Guin, John Scalzi, and Stanislaw Lem, as well as particular books like The Lord of the Rings, The Tao Te Ching, and The Odyssey. Much of this is well-trodden territory for me and the familiarity offers consolation as well as the usual pleasures of reading. Alongside these favourites, there have been many books new to me, or newly released from authors I already know well, that have particularly struck a chord over the last 12 months.

A few years ago I started logging my reading on www.goodreads.com so that I could look back over what I had read, but also so that I could try and keep some sort of handle on my book buying. All too often I was coming back with a new purchase only to find I’d already bought the book weeks, months or years ago – I’m willing to admit that this aspect of things has only been a partial success.