These are the books I am (con)currently reading:
Musicophilia by Oliver Sacks, because I love everything he writes. Think neurological poetry.
World War Z by Max Brooks. Captain Dumbass recommended it and ten pages in I was hooked.
The Wordy Shipmates by Sarah Vowell, she is to history what Sacks is to neurology. Must read.
Castle of Wizardry by David Eddings, Book 4 in his first series. Read it years ago, but a student is into it, so I am re-reading it along with him.
Pontoon by Garrison Keillor, love, love, love the Lake Wobegon stuff.
The True Meaning of Smekday by Adam Rex. The Media Center Consultant at work recommended it and she's never steered me wrong.
And here's what's waiting (none-too patiently) on the ever-growing stack at my bedside:
Shakespeare by Bill Bryson
The Audacity of Hope by Barack Obama
Rough Weather by Robert B. Parker
I'm not even allowed to open those last three until I finish four of the books on the top list. Crap. I don't think I have that much self control.
Nobody on the internet is allowed to recommend any books until at least November 12th.