Wires and Waves

Xtina’s Favorite Books of 2016

I read 42 books this year! I am pretty proud of myself, considering I took a few very busy courses and had a constantly-moving toddler to wrangle. It helped that several professors required heavy reading. Below is a list of some of my favorite books I read this year. Some were published in 2016, and some were published in 1964. I’m not an ageist.

You can read my reviews here if you feel so inclined.

The Best Book that I was obsessed with as a kid but never actually read

Harriet the Spy- Louise Fitzhugh

The Best Book I read and then subsequently could not stop thinking about

The Mothers-Brit Bennett

The Best Book I read that made me fall in platonic book-love with the author

Modern Lovers– Emma Straub

The Best Book I read about Brooklyn that was written in prose

Another Brooklyn- Jacqueline Woodson

The Best Young Adult Book

I’ll Give You the Sun-Jandy Nelson

The Best Continent and Generation-Spanning Book I read

Homegoing- Yaa Gyasi

The Best Book I read that acted as a window into a situation I know very little about

It Ain’t So Awful, Falafel– Firoozeh Dumas

The Best Book I read about undocumented immigration that should be required reading for anyone who forgets that undocumented immigrants are people

Gaby, Lost and Found- Angela Cervantes

The Best Book I re-read that blew my mind again

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire-J.K. Rowling

The Best Book I re-read that reminded me that perfection is not real

The Giver – Lois Lowry

The Best Book I read that surprised me in a good way

Simon vs the Homosapiens Agenda– Becky Albertalli

The Best Book about Grief

The Thing about Jellyfish – Ali Benjamin

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Zach’s Song of The Day

I was driving home from wrestling practice today and ‘Wires and Waves’ by Rilo Kiley randomly played on my iPod. As I was singing along I realized that this song is also how our blog got it’s name. Maybe someday we’ll have lots of followers and make lots of money and Jenny Lewis will find out we stole our blog name from one of her band’s songs. Cross your fingers that either we don’t get famous or that Jenny Lewis won’t care.