I have a problem when it comes to reading: I can’t stop. I devour books with the same ferocity as chips and queso before the actual meal at a Mexican restaurant: intensely, with abandon, and without regrets.
I lay in my bed long after the kids go to sleep and well after my own bedtime, turning page after page until my eyes can barely stay open, and I know I’ll be a little tired in the morning. But like I said, I can’t stop (with the reading or the queso).
If you’re looking for some page-turners to keep you up all night (JK, I’m sure you have more self-control than me), look no further. Our editors are sharing our favorite books of the year below. And let us know on Instagram (@theeverymom) what you’d add to this list—I need new book recos!
I’ve been telling all my mom and married friends about this book. If you’re looking for a funny, lighthearted, but also scientifically-backed book about marriage, motherhood, and how to juggle both—READ THIS. I can’t recommend it enough.
Brit Bennett is an artist with words. Her beautiful writing alone is reason enough to read this book, and the twisting plot is just icing on the cake. It takes place in a small Southern town and follows twin sisters throughout their childhood and into adult lives when one continues to live her life as a Black woman and the other passes herself off as a white woman because of her light skin. It's a story about family, sisterhood, motherhood, race, love, marriage, and relationships that you won't be able to put down.
This book is written by a therapist, both exploring her work with her patients as well as her own experience in therapy. I found it fascinating to hear from this perspective: a therapist in therapy.
I read this book in one sitting, which is very unusual for me, especially given that it's non-fiction and I tend to lean more towards fiction. It's a memoir about a young woman who goes from being born off-the-grid to getting her PhD at Cambridge. The learning and unlearning she does with her family and education was so compelling and helped me better understand myself and my family.
This book tells the fictional story of what Hillary Clinton’s life might have been if she’d never married Bill Clinton. It begins with the real-life story of how they first met and follows them through their reimagined relationship until their eventual breakup. I really enjoyed how the book straddled reality and fiction, and the story kept me hooked until the very end.
This book was on my list for an October spooky-themed read, and I was engrossed by the humanity and depth in McNamara's writing. Her compassion for the victims and the investigators as well as the personal vulnerability she shares by relating her own experience with trauma, relationships, motherhood, and more kept me engaged throughout. Both uplifting and tragic, this book is so much more than a murder-mystery, and I'd highly recommend it—even if you know how it ends.
I’ve never read a book quite like this one. Ward creates a world that feels immersive and elegiac, one in which literal and figurative ghosts roam through the rural landscape of Mississippi. The characters invite the deepest sort of empathy, as we watch a family tear itself apart and, somehow, knit back together through its shared stories.
I love a lived-in library filled with haphazard book stacks, long-abandoned coffee mugs, and armchairs worn properly threadbare—this is the stuff of Bibliostyle: How We Live at Home With Books. In a year when I couldn’t muster the discipline needed to finish a novel, I’ve found a sense of comfort and adventure in flipping through this read. It’s a coffee table book fat with wanderlust-y photos and interviews by the inimitable Sadie Stein. At this point, it’s just become an extension of my nightstand.
It look me a bit to get into this book, but it was really fascinating and made me think hard about something I take for granted everyday: breathing. I was not one to meditate before by any means (and actually I don’t know if I even am yet), but this book has stayed with me, and I find now that in times of stress, or exercising, or even just when I trying to sleep, I’m being a lot more mindful of how I’m breathing.