2025 blew the doors off. I more than doubled the target and finally made a serious dent in the sci-fi canon: Wells twice (The Time Machine, The War of the Worlds), Gibson’s Neuromancer, Philip K. Dick’s Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?, and Vonnegut’s Slaughterhouse-Five, with Andy Weir’s Project Hail Mary for modern contrast.

Fantasy branched in every direction: King’s Dark Tower opener, Gaiman’s American Gods, Pratchett’s Mort, Abercrombie’s The Blade Itself, Sapkowski’s Blood of Elves, and Martin’s A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms.

The memoir shelf ran deep: Jennette McCurdy’s harrowing I’m Glad My Mom Died, Tara Westover’s Educated, Goggins’ Can’t Hurt Me, Bill Gates’ Source Code, and Sarah Wynn-Williams’ insider Meta account Careless People. Business reads stayed practical (The Mom Test, Leaders Eat Last, Rocket Fuel), and The Boys in the Boat, Mythos, and We Were Eight Years In Power filled in the rest.

26 books against a target of 12. Target well and truly smashed.

Feel free to browse my wishlist.

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