I've been spending a lot of time in Westeros, having read the first four books in George R.R. Martin's massive A Song of Fire and Ice series. We're talking over 4000 pages since May. Whew. Before I read the fifth book, I thought I'd take a break and branch out.
Up first was Bohumil Hrabal's Too Loud a Solitude. A thought provoking but strange little book. Absurd, dystopian, comedic -- a story about a book lover who's job it is to destroy books.
Now I'm reading Mitchell's Number 9 Dream. He's one of my favorite authors, and I'm enjoying it quite a bit.