The truth about the 2024 favourites

The books I've loved the most this year.

As we now know, the year actually ends at Halloween. No sooner has the final squished funsize Mars bar been plonked into the last never-degradable orange plastic bucket than end-of-year lists are flying at you from all angles. The critics’ picks have been simmering on a low light since the summer, waiting for publication, and Spotify does not count Nove…