Nice new thread! Much thanks for this Southeast.
I've managed:
31. The Wonder - Emma Donoghue
The story of a miraculous starving girl, apparently surviving without food by the grace of God, set in Ireland and told from the point of view of Lib, a nurse trained by Florence Nightingale herself, who comes to help determine if the events are indeed as miraculous as they appear.
I quite enjoyed this - it's a claustrophobic and at times a rather disconcerting read which builds to an intense climax. The book is forthright in its criticism of religious practices and superstition and raises some interesting issues around this subject. Ultimately, I found that, as seems to be the case with all the modern novels I'm reading, there's just something slightly lacking that elevates it from good, to really good.
32. When Breath Becomes Air - Paul Kalanithi
Extensively reviewed on here already. I felt engaged by this short memoir about neurosurgery, largely because I think his knowledge of both literature and medicine make for a rather unique and therefore interesting combination.
33. The Picture of Dorian Gray - Oscar Wilde
A classic I had never got round to. Yes the prose is witty and usual and we all know the story, but reading this novel just made me feel extremely sad about Oscar Wilde himself.
Rant alert
34. Nutshell - Ian McEwan
Why do I do it to myself. Why? Why? I don't even like Ian McEwan. I have never liked Ian McEwan (apart from the disturbing Cement Garden). Yes, he can construct sentences, sometimes he constructs them extremely well, but every one of his sentences that I read makes me think about Ian McEwan writing it. I can't get Ian McEwan out of my head, all I can think about is Ian McEwan sitting at his desk writing the sentence I am reading. Therefore, this could have been about anything really. However, as it stands, a man writing about pregnancy and birth is never really going to cut it as far as I'm concerned. Oh, and sex in pregnancy too. Lots at 38 weeks - because women really want that all the time 
35. The Lonely Hearts Hotel - Heather O'Neill
This didn't work for me unfortunately. It's certainly different; a crazy fairy-tale-esque love story about two orphans set in depression era Montreal and quite unlike anything I've read before. Her writing is unusual too, in a good way, with quirky simile's aplenty. But at the end of the day it was just TOO self-concisouly quirky and I ended up feeling irritated with it all. Glad to have read it, kind of, but very glad to have finished.