Hello! I'm Kirsty Logan, a writer of novels and short stories. My books are The Gracekeepers, A Portable Shelter, and The Rental Heart & Other Fairytales.

Best Books of 2015

Best Books of 2015

This year I read 197 books. I tried to do a top 5, or even a top 10, but to be honest 197 books is a LOT of books (I did months of solo travelling and overnights in hotels, meaning lots of reading), and it was too hard to choose. So here is a highly personal, not-very-scientifically-chosen list of my 38 favourites.

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Top 10 Winter Reads

Winter

Winter is my favourite season. Bright snowy days, long dark nights: perfect for a cup of tea and a good book. Here are my favourite books to get you through these chilly months.

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Top 10 Halloween Reads

Halloween

I LOVE a good horror story. And what better time than Halloween to curl up somewhere cosy and scare yourself silly? Here’s the ten creepiest books I’ve ever read:

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July Reads

JulyReads

I’ve been reading some truly wonderful books this summer. July was spent with circus mermaids, ghost-hunters, war orphans, millionaire madmen, and all the books of our childhoods. These were my favourites:

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Thievery: The Beach Hut

BeachOn Thursdays, I invite my favourite writers to share the inspirations behind their work. Here’s one from the ever-lovely Cassandra Parkin.

The Story:

Once, a brother and sister lived with their mother and father. The sister was older than the brother and she had long hair that he loved to twirl his fingers in, and for a long time she was taller than him (and even when he finally overtook her, in his head she was still always in charge).

One day, someone asked the little brother, What do you want to do when you grow up? And he replied, I’m going to live in a little house by the ocean. Just one room for me and my big sister, and we’ll wake up every morning and look out at the beach and just be all by ourselves.

But you have to have a job, the person told him. (It doesn’t matter who the person was. Every story has some people in it who are unimportant. But just so they don’t feel bad, let’s say this person was a lady called Elinor, and she had a big house and servants and seventeen cats, and she always wore a turban in the afternoons and liked to take naps on a beautiful gold brocade chaise-longue.)

I’ll write books, said the little brother.

And what about your big sister?

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