Been getting through quite a few. Finished this:
It took an age. I did enjoy it, but the attention to detail flitted between being thrilling and exhausting. The less interested I was in a character, the more I tuned out.
Then I read this:
Which was completely wonderful. I made a happy noise every time I opened it. It felt like a multi course astonishing meal where you keep getting something else just to see how much better food can get.
Then this:
Easily one of the best books I have ever read. The hapless accounts of how ill equipped the author is for the journey ahead are laugh out loud material. I urge you all to seek it out, and then call in sick and read it in a day. It's worth it.
What I am "now" reading is Michael Palin's Python diaries, a book I started reading a few years ago then stopped for some reason I can't imagine. It's just as great as I remembered. Now if you'll excuse me I must get back to it.
Actually, also reading A Gentleman in Moscow by Amor Towles, which is enjoyable, but I can't quite sink into yet.