When I was young and in school, I always had a novel in my hand. And then college and work came along. Then babies. And grad school. And more work. Most novels written between 1964 and 2004 only crossed my path if they were big topics of conversation.
I went off to Australia in 2000 reading the first of the Harry Potter novels and purchased the second one in a Melbourne bookstore. I loved them. Thank goodness for the press keeping me informed.
I am currently reading 'City of Bones' by Michael Connelly, written in 2002. It is the last of the Harry Bosch novels for me to read. I read my first one after 'The Lincoln Lawyer' was published and have read them all out of order and sometimes have trouble keeping track of the Bosch timeline.
Today, I want to mention an author whose works I just started reading, in order. The first book, 'A Cold Day in Paradise' (1998) by Steve Hamilton, was on my list because it was an Edgar Award winner for Best First Novel. I read in in one afternoon, it was that good.
It is set in the upper peninsula in Paradise, Michigan, a place I have actually visited. In fact, I took my mother-in-law there to see Taquamenon Falls and she wouldn't leave the car.