The Guardian collects bits from readers who have used lockdown to cross books off their “must read before I die” lists. I have actually read LESS during the pandemic, mostly because I spend my days trying to NOT think, or at least to think about my own work. Have dipped into the back catalogues of some ond and new favourites. For example, Old: Carl Phillips (god, he is so good); new: Jericho Brown (also amazing, and harrowing); old: Dune by Herbert (was it always this complex?), new: Indians on Vacation, Tomas King (hilarious and smart). Next up: The Good German by Dennis Bock, and for classics, I’ll probably just go back to Sylvia and Ted. So sue me.
What books have you crossed off?