1) Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov
Nabokov is my one of my new fave raves after this past year. The line at the end of part one of this book? That's about as beautiful as literature gets. I remember Fred Exley writing in A Fan's Notes about how he would read this book over and over. Not being one to reread a book immediately after finishing it, I just wrote it off as an eccentricity born of his mental illness. Now I get it.
2) Despair - Vladimir Nabokov
Perhaps the funniest book I've ever read, and also masterfully written. I'm super jealous of Nabokov's genius. Crushing hard on him at the moment.
Have you read
Pnin yet? If you spent at least a week in college, it's hilarious.
Recent reads for me:
Sudhir Venkatesh
Floating City: I really like SV's Chicago books. This one's about NYC, and it's interesting in taking on the upper-class slice of the off-the-books economy, but this one feels a bit like he owed a publisher a book by a certain date. Still good.
The used bookstore I hit on my lunch hour turned up a bunch of Richard Starks, so I read a couple of those over the holiday break.
I just started Lloyd Brown's
The Story of Maps. It's an endlessly interesting subject and Brown's highly opinionated right out of the gate. Good stuff.