Arguably they're all real, or more of them, or less of them. But anyway: adult books that aren't romance novels, and not including Heyer. (Although I think she's real, she had so many this year that she gets her own list.)
- Cloud Atlas, David Mitchell
- The Awkward Age, Henry James
- flawed but still mind-porn
- The Bostonians, Henry James
- The Age of Innocence, Edith Wharton
- Orlando, Virginia Woolf
- brilliant, insane, amazing
- The Europeans, Henry James
- charming and more complete-feeling than some James novels
- some of A Song of Ice and Fire, George R.R. Martin
- A Game of Thrones, A Clash of Kings, A Storm of Swords
- all of them are crazily engrossing and gripping and fun
- The Idiot, Fyodor Dostoevsky
- Dostoevsky was a genius. I had to clutch at the book at times it was so good. (Some chapters dragged, but that's just how he is for me.)
- some of the Vorkosigan series, Lois McMaster Bujold
- Shards of Honor, Barrayar, The Warrior's Apprentice, Borders of Infinity, The Vor Game
- They get a lot better for me when Miles shows up. He is not only funny and wonderful, he really makes the plot go nuts and all over the place and sometimes I wouldn't like that but with Miles I can trust him to wrap everything up neatly.
- To Say Nothing of the Dog, Connie Willis
- fantastically funny and inventive
- Ada, or Ardor, Vladimir Nabokov
- This book was like relearning what words can do. When the writing is this beautiful, can anything be wrong? I loved Lolita, but I loved Ada ten times more.