A year in books

I said I was going to blog about each book I read as I finished it.

I was wrong.  Instead, for a whole year, I've done this with them:

 

I like to think they add a certain je ne sais quoi (messiness?) to the room.   But perhaps they're easier to see like this:

That's a year in books, or at least the books I read at home.

The best of that lot?  The Christopher Brookmyre or the Margaret Atwood
The most annoying? Definitely Sebastian Faulks
The most unnecessarily hyped? The Slap
The most useful? Probably the potty training one...

And for completeness' sake, here are some other books I read in other places:

It's a suitably random selection, if nothing else...