2014 has been deemed the Year of Reading Women. I wholeheartedly support this movement; after all, only diminutive steps have been made towards gender parity in the literary world since the institution of VIDA’s annual book review count (with the notable exception of the New York Times book review, which bounded towards equal coverage in just one year).

The carousel of books that I house in my apartment generally features a high female to male ratio, so reading great novels by women happens naturally. In fact, I was recently overcome with guilt after pondering the fact that the last six books I’d read were by women, a realization that resulted in a last-minute bookstore run. I’d happily and unknowingly picked out female authors, but I felt the need to correct the trend — the pendulum swings both ways, and I try to read books from varying perspectives whenever possible.

I don’t think it’s necessary that a protagonist shares my perspective or experiences, but I generally enjoy a book more when she does. Picking up literary books by or about men (#NotAllMen — Jeffrey Eugenides gets me) doesn’t always excite me. Which might explain why books by or about men get more coverage; male reviewers simply prefer them on a personal level. But if the edge novels have over other storytelling mediums is the ability to induce empathy, then I think we as readers have a responsibility to inhabit the minds of characters unlike ourselves.

So if you’re more prone to pick up Graham Greene than Grace Paley, or if you’ve already made your way through Munro and Didion and are unsure where to turn next, check out one of these fantastic new books by women: