Ask the Dust by John Fante and You Shall Know Our Velocity by Dave Eggers.
I've been reading the latest issue of Sun Magazine. Specifically, an interview with Jeremy Taylor on how dreams can be a tool for affecting social change.
Runny Babbit by Shel Silverstein.
The History of Love by Nicole Krauss.
I'm all over Blender and Rolling Stone right now.
I just started Lord Byron's Novel: The Evening Land by John Crowley.
My thing for the last year or so has been to let books find me ... an approach with a subtle hint of fatalism to it (except that it's a discriminating approach as it applies only to my adventures on the discount shelves), however it has brought me such gems as Updike's Gertrude and Claudius. It's my attempt to get my nose out of my beloved classics and into something a little hipper.
I picked up Politics by Adam Thirlwell for just under two bucks last weekend. It's not about politics. It's a raunchy debut novel by a UK writer born the same year as myself (I actually bought it for that reason: to see what a writer my own age is accomplishing on the page) who was on a list of the UK's best writers under 40. The first chapter is a graphic anal sex scene, the writing is very simplistic and foul, it's something I would normally NEVER buy and though I have yet to determine whether it's something I'd recommend to others, I have to admit that I've gleaned some interesting things from my reading of it thus far.