Here’s what I’ve read so far:
Jane Austen, Emma
This may be the greatest English novel ever written because of its absolute formal control and incisively drawn storyworld. Every paragraph seems perfectly balanced. Bridgerton— which clearly draws from Austen’s masterwork– appears garish and jejune in comparison.
Christopher Priest, The Glamour
I wish I’d encountered Priest earlier in my life. In this psychological thriller he reaches to the roots of the concept of glamour as a form of magic– a hidden aspect of the term’s contemporary usage we would do well to understand.
Patrick Hoffman, The White Van
This is a cracking debut crime novel that exhibits a deep familiarity with San Francisco’s geography.