Be forewarned: You’re not going to find a lot of inspiration about how wonderful this year was for readers, thanks to there not being anything else to do. The fact is, that just wasn’t the case for me.

I had a hard time reading this year. For a solid few months — say, March to June — my brain couldn’t focus on anything more significant than TV shows like Younger or Emily in Paris. It’s what I needed in that moment when the world went sideways, and I was so grateful that kind of escapism existed.

But once I could…


Happy 2020! Much to my surprise, it’s been 10 years since I started putting out some version of this list, and I’m happy to say that most of my picks over the years hold up.

There are so many good books out in 2019 (and years past, because I didn’t confine myself to 2019 books in any way), and I read such a small portion of them. But one of the most wonderful things about reading these days is that it’s supplemented by so much more than the text. …


Happy 2019! The books that I loved last year I devoured in what felt like hours, and to my surprise, that included a few big award-winning ones (and to my lack of surprise, a couple of dystopian ones). I also had plenty of “I really wanted to like these more” books, which is strange for someone who has no problem putting down books that feel boring. I think pushing through on these books was my version of the theme we saw everywhere in 2018, of people looking “across the aisle” or trying to understand others’ minds — it’s not just…


Happy new year all!

This was a tough year for a lot of people, for a lot of reasons. For me, it was a year of transitions, of juggling, of support, but more than anything else, of appreciation for the many ways in which I am so fortunate — and of trying to remember that as much as possible.

I opted mostly to spend my time with books that I really enjoyed, so you’ll see a whole lot of asterisks (i.e. highly recommended reads) on this year’s list. …


Let me be the millionth person to say it — 2016 was a messed up year. Between politicians who flaunted conventions (and that’s obviously putting it mildly) to far too many celebrities who actually meant something to me dying, it felt like the year that things were really changing in some way, like everything we assume will be reliable about the world just isn’t, at all. That also might be known as getting older. I’m not sure.

I wish I could say the books I read fully reflected this feeling to help me better navigate these new waters, but instead…


Happy 2016 all!

I can’t remember the last time I saw anyone write a note on Facebook, but I’m a sucker for tradition, so here this goes.

Looking back on my list from this year, it’s a mix of new and old, bestsellers and completely random picks. I made an effort to add more Canadian literature to my repertoire for the first time since university, and to my delight, found hilarious, enthralling and completely diverse works that drove home just what I’d been missing by assuming it was all ‘Stone Angel,’ all the time.

I can’t remember where half of…


Happy new year guys!

One thing I realized about reading books in 2014: you need to really make the time for them. Because it is very, very easy to get caught up in work and family and friends and television and podcasts, and it’s easy to let reading fall by the wayside. Like reading 29 books instead of your aspirational 52.

While I did read some traditionally amazing books in 2014, I also found myself whipping through picks I would have disdainfully left in the chick lit and young adults piles once upon a time. And you know what? Some…


It’s that time again, when I run down the books that I read throughout the year. Much to my chagrin, I did not hit my usual goal of 52, which I entirely blame on having a baby. Babies have a way of stealing time, and apparently, of letting you read books that are completely not worth whatever free minutes you have. You’ll see what I mean below.

Last year, after my list was published on The Huffington Post (i.e. my employer), there were plenty of people who left comments to the effect of “reading isn’t about quantity, it’s about quality,”…


Every year I set out to read 52 books. Then, at the end of the year, I put them all together in a list to (a) hopefully give some suggestions for stuff to read and (b) remember what it was I read.

This year, I broke my own motto of “life is too short for bad books,” and found myself forcing my way through quite a few pages that I probably would just have been better off putting down. The lesson? No more of that. …


My 52 books of 2011

Hi there readers and general lovers of books! As promised to many of you, here’s my list of the 52 books I read in 2011 (I came in under the wire, finishing my last one at 5 p.m. on December 31).

I’ve noted down my thoughts beside the relevant books (classics I’ve left well enough alone). However, I did put an asterisk beside the books that I’d recommend to absolutely anyone, which I guess means they were my favourites for the year.

Hope you enjoy, and let me know if there’s anything you loved that…

Rebecca Zamon

Reader, writer, eater, Torontonian, library devotee. #PoynterWomenLeaders 2020. Audience development manager at @HuffPostCanada.

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