To all the books I read before (in 2020)

a story by Ben

How to survive a year of isolation, social distancing, Zoom-fatigue, and doom scrolling?

Books.

At least that’s what I tried. In the miserable year of 2020 (may it rest fitfully), I turned to books as a quiet solace. I did not have the words to express what I wanted, needed, felt. So I turned to the words of others.

In books we find a portal to new worlds. Some books help us to escape, while others hold up a mirror to our own world.

I read memoirs and science fiction and graphic novels. I learned about the ancient tradition of tea brewing in the mountain villages of China. I reveled in the magic of redwood forests. I let my soul be swallowed by poems of grief, loss, and hope.

If reading is an act of learning, then writing must be an act of remembering. I read some incredible books this year, ones that I hope to never forget. So this interactive essay will act as a commemoration, a bookend of sorts, but also a practice in remembering.

To all the books I read last year: thank you. Your pages pulled me through.

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In 2020, I read a total of 40 books.

For the most part, I read some very good books in 2020. This is what they look like sorted by my Goodreads rating. Over half received a 4✭ or 5✭.

I was not picky with genres. I wanted to read widely and find new ideas in undiscovered realms. Last year I read my first graphic novel and absolutely loved it (Blankets).

Throughout the year, I read more or less consistently. Summer months were the slowest. I read the most books in the fall months of September and October.

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I reviewed every book. Click on a bubble to explore!

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