I feel as if I haven't read very much so far this year, but as I look over the list, I realize I've managed more than I thought. Part of that is a lot of reading at the very beginning of the year, while we were still on strike and I hadn't yet gone back to USC.
Lee always gives me mysteries to read at Christmas, usually from used book stores. I'm a big Agatha Christie fan, but there are very few of hers I haven't read, so it's always tough for Lee to track down "new" ones (and he inevitably gets trapped by the fact that her books were sold under multiple titles).
I also have a lot of Madeleine L'Engle on my list, as it was one of my
New Year's resolutions to read through her bibliography. I started at the beginning chronologically, and obviously have a long way to go.
So here are the books of 2008 so far. The ones I recommend have links attached.
Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card.

Cory got me this book for Christmas, after urging me to read it for months and months. Set in a future where aliens have attacked Earth multiple times,
Ender's Game tells the story of child genius Ender who is plucked from his home to undergo incredibly intense military training. Only children, it seems, can learn the skills needed to fight the aliens, skills which take the form of the most extreme video game every imagined. No wonder gamer Cory is such a fan. I was a fan, too, though perhaps not as extremely. I found
Ender's Game absolutely riveting to read, couldn't put it down -- but then realized I had no desire to pick it up for a second read, nor to read any of the sequels. I saw the ending twist coming a third of the book ahead of time, and found the overall writing somehow distant. Still, worth the read.
Funerals are Fatal by Agatha Christie.
When a rich man dies, his family gathers for the reading of the will, only to find other family members kicking the bucket left and right. A Hercule Poirot mystery,
Funerals are Fatal is typical Christie -- the country house, the hyper-consciousness of one's place in society. And that's the best part of murder mysteries, after all -- the opportunity to be immersed in a very specific society and understand it from the inside out. Well-plotted, well-written.
Passenger to Frankfurt by Agatha Christie.
I really didn't enjoy this at all. A departure from her usual murder mysteries,
Passenger is a somewhat bombastic novel suffused with a faux-mysterious tone. When a man loans his passport to a mysterious woman, he gets drawn into a sort of Nazi-based conspiracy. Overall, it feels as if Christie is trying to write a polemic of some sort, but, this far removed from the era in which it was written, one can't really tell what she's trying to warn us about. Not fun to read, and not well-written. Pass this one by.
Peril at End House by Agatha Christie .
I enjoyed this one because it's set on the Cornwall coast, where Lee and I honeymooned oh-so-many-years ago. Not so much a whodunit,
Peril at End House is more a who-will-do-it. Poirot, joined by faithful friend Hastings, becomes convinced that a string of accidents are really murder attempts, and sets out to solve the mystery when the "wrong" person is killed. A fun read.
Peril in the Air by Agatha Christie.
This one is so out of date, I don't think it's even in print anymore. Not one of Christie's strongest, it's an interesting period piece because it takes us inside the world of commercial air travel when it was brand new and extraordinarily luxurious, for the most wealthy only. A murder happens on an airplane mid-flight, and Poirot is fortunately on hand to solve it. Interesting for historical reasons only.
Postmortem by Patricia Cornwall.
The first of Cornwall's Kay Scarpetta mysteries, this follows the story of a female medical examiner chasing a serial killer who finally comes after her. I know Cornwall has a lot of fans, but I found this one so-so. The "I'm the only woman and look at the problems it causes me" attitude that Scarpetta sometimes displays feels dated (and not in an interesting peek-into-history fashion as w/ Christie's books -- maybe it's just that enough time hasn't passed yet), as does the CSI technology. Also, the murderer is introduced at the very end, making the opposite of a
deus ex machina (someone with a better grasp of Latin can come up with the right term). It didn't make me want to run out and read the next one in the series.
The North Face of God by Ken Gire.

I already
blogged about Ken Gire's beautiful, haunting book about facing the silence of God, already listed it on my Best of 2008 list here. So why haven't you bought it yet?!
....Okay, that puts me halfway through my list, and gets me up to the Madeleine books. It's time for me to start gathering myself together for my trek to USC, so I'll leave this here and come back to pick up with Madeleine (and the only book coming after her alphabetically) tomorrow (or so).
Happy reading!