Over the course of a year, the books I’ve read reflect something of the ‘state of the union’ for me. Where I was emotionally and even physically. It’s clear I have easy access to Young Adult novels – I work in a school library. At the same time, there’s a run of books which will always remind me of Paris because I read them on my flights over and back (from Fuzzy Nation to 24 Hour Bookstore). But what I love the most is just how surprising the list becomes. A run of book club selections suddenly morphs into a jag of science fiction – and then takes a whiplash of a turn into a television tie-in. With a list like this, I’ll always know not just what I was doing or how old I was, but what I was thinking about, what inspired me, what worlds I was lost inside of.