I have many, many, many, many books. Some of them are digital, most are not. At any one time I may be reading about three books properly, with others that I dip into.
So: here’s what’s on my bedside table, cued up for reading:
“Revenger” by Alastair Reynolds – basically pirates in outer space. I’ve loved pretty much all his gothic space opera before now, so while I have no idea what I’m in for, it looks fun.
“The Name of the Wind” by Patrick Rothfuss – a high fantasy with a dry sense of humour so far.
“Fellside” by M.R. Carey – a thriller that looks like it’s going to some dark places.
“Alice” by Christina Henry – madness and an escape from the asylum with all sort of Alice in Wonderland trappings on the cover
“A Cornelius Calendar” by Michael Moorcock – continuing my rampage through all the collected Moorcock characters
“The Whispering Swarm” by Michael Moorcock – which looks like a fascinating alternate London story
“Indexing” by Seanan McGuire – fighting back against stories, or memetic incursions, where fairytales try to play out in the modern world.
Should keep me busy. On the Kindle I also just started reading Flex by Ferrett Steinmetz – which hits all sorts of buttons in the realms of madness, magic and karmic balances.
I’ll not read all of them in a month, but it should keep me busy… I’ll post in a while about what I’ve finished recently too.