Ian Mond
Several things kept me sane over the last 12 months. My family, the privilege of having a job while in lockdown, the
Backlisted and
Coode Street podcasts (particularly
Coode Street‘s “10 minutes with” series), and the books I read. Yes, there were times in 2020 where I struggled to read more than a handful of pages, but the novels, novellas, and collections I did complete (47 of which I reviewed for
Locus) were some of the best books I’ve read in the last decade.
My favourite work of 2020, the book I know I will return to again and again until the pages are dog-eared and the spine has cracked, is Robert Shearman’s three-volume, 1,700-page, magnum opus