52 Books Challenge - December

So we'd already concluded that 52 books this year was out of reach, but for consistency's sake I'm keeping the title.
Anyway, the final books for this year are:

39 Look who's back - Timur Vermes
40 Kleine zeemeermin per ongeluk dood - Helena Hoogenkamp
41 The Bloody Chamber - Angela Carter

41 books in total, that makes 1 above the new goal I'd set myself, and 1 below the answer to everything, so good enough for me.
Again, a mixed bag. Look who's back is a satirical, but mostly very critical novel about Hitler waking up in our modern times and picking up exactly where he left off. Before you know it. he's out there preaching propaganda, but also going against some of the baffeling things of our modern times (why are televisions only showing crappy shows? Why does everything taste so sweet?). If you've seen the film - the novel is nothing like that, the novel is way more intelligent and subtle. It's scary, how sometimes when you're reading, you think 'yes, he's exactly right, why didn't I think of this before? Why aren't we doing anything with/against/for this?' and then realise that it's Hitler's opinion transposed to our times. Which is kinda scary on it's own, but even more so when it makes you wonder whether we're not all little racists/nationalists/fantasists underneath it all. So as a novel, especially a socially critical one, it works really well.
Then there was a very short novel (they call it a chapbook) by someone I actually know, who got published through the Wintertuin collective. It was nice, it was fun, but mostly because I know Helena personally. I wouldn't recommend it to anyone in particular, although of course if she becomes massively famous in a couple of years, they may become collector's items.
And finally, The Bloody Chamber, a retelling of fairy tales, mostly from the female perspective. These days, everybody is retelling fairy tales (Neil Gaiman in particular, but I also can't wait for the new Michael Cunningham collection of fairy tales), but when Angela Carter wrote these, it was still pretty new. I really liked some, because they were cleverly done and gave a possible new angle to a story you know very well, but I felt some were a bit over the top; pulling the whole thing completely out of context to make a point. Also, with the more famous tales, she left out the ending, sort of like 'everybody knows where it goes from here', and I'm not a big fan of open endings. Although it does make for a nice ending to my book list.

So, 41 new novels in a year. It was quite an experience - I've never read only new books for a whole year. There were several moments when I wanted to dive into something I've already read, just because those familiar stories are so much easier and faster to get through. With a new novel, you have to force yourself to pay attention, to read everything carefully.
Going for all new books did make me hesitate to pick some of the larger novels I've been wanting to read for a while, because the Discovery of Heaven experience taught me that one big one can set you back 3 novels in your count. So I've been saving some big ones (Middlemarch, The Count of Monte Cristo, Anna Karenina, The Fountainhead, Vanity Fair) for 2016. And at the moment, I'm reading two wonderful books, Grief is the thing with feathers and The Art of Asking, which I could have raced through to get 42 or even 43 books in 2015, but which I want to read slowly, to really get them.

A few weeks ago, someone posted a visualisation of how many things (pizza slices, visits to the cinema, etc) they'd left for the rest of their lives, taking averages per month or year multiplied by how many months or years they could statistically expect to still have. Given that I'm 30, and my life expectancy is around 80, I have 50 years of reading left. Optimistically, 50 years with 40 books a year makes for 2,000 books in total, This sounds like a lot, but looking at how many books I've probably already read, I'm way more than halfway through. And most years, I won't make the count of 40; if I read the 5 big novels I mentioned above next year, there won't be many others. So with that in mind, I won't be wasting my time rereading something like The Da Vinci Code, but really aim for novels I think will 'contribute' something. Which sounds really heavy, but it's good to think about these things, and make the choices you think are worthwhile.

Next year, I will again try to read only new novels, but I won't make it a hard and fast rule; if I feel like rereading Harry Potter for the tenth time, I'm going to. Because I missed the rereading, and some novels just really need to be reread. Also, I won't be setting myself any goals in numbers, because as I've noticed, it keeps me away from the really big classics that take a lot of time. But most importantly, I will read with my full attention, really getting into these stories. If I'm going to dedicate time to them, which I will, because I still love to read, it's going to be quality time.
And of course, I will keep on writing about the books I've read, because after reading, the next best thing with books is talking about them.