2015 was the weakest reading year I've had since joining Goodreads. I ended up reducing my goal from 100 to 90, and I had a whole lot of comic book collections in there to even make that number. A bunch of work stuff, a golden age of television, a growing podcast addiction, and a winning baseball team all combined to distract me. Or I was just a lazy bastard. Take your pick. 
 One trend I noticed this year was that a lot of my favorite authors had new books out. Dennis Lehane and George Pelacanos released solid work with World Gone By and The Martini Shot: A Novella and Stories. Neal Stephenson dropped yet another epic sci-fi kitten squisher on me in Seveneves. Lawrence Block was back in his best form with the steamy noir of The Girl with the Deep Blue Eyes. Ace Atkins threw his yearly one-two punch of carrying on the Spenser name and continuing the adventures of his own Quinn Colson in Robert B. Parker's Kickback and The Redeemers. John Sandford had a new Lucas Davenport with Gathering Prey, but he threw me a curve ball by releasing the sci-fi Saturn Run instead of a new Virgil Flower story. And of course Stephen King met his annual quota with Finders Keepers and The Bazaar of Bad Dreams. 
 With so much of the familiar there wasn't a lot of time left for finding new authors so I only had the terrific Station Eleven and the interesting, but flawed, Night Film as fresh work that caught my attention. 
 The one thing I consider a Goodreads accomplishment in 2015 was reading all James S.A. Corey's series The Expanse. (Or at least I read all the major novels. I still haven't gotten to all the Kindle shorts.) I was pretty well hooked from Leviathan Wakes to the most recent Nemesis Games, and those are the books that really got my blood pumping the most this year. 
 And of course The Expanse was adapted into a TV series that just started airing that I'm very much enjoying which means I'll be spending even more time watching television rather than reading. It's a vicious circle.