I thought I was up to 110 books but it was actually 108 so now I have read 2 more and am up to 110. They were both fiction, and it is proving hard to pick out books by authors I want to read.
First up was The Queue by Vladimir Sorokin, about my fifth attempt for its case. It was an unusual novel being 100% dialog, not bad, a bit weird, but it managed 5/10.
Then came Missing Fay by Adam Thorpe, set in my native Lincolnshire. This again had an unusual structure, with a chapter for each character. I like the way it painted the picture. But ultimately there was very little story, and I felt a bit cheated. Not bad though. 6/10.