I'm reading The Wind Through the Keyhole, part of the Dark Tower series by Stephen King. I like it a lot so far, not a surprise really.
And last book I read was Love in the Time of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia Marquez, which I loved. It was beautifully written - "sensually" written, in someone else's more eloquent words. And I'm just a sucker for anything about suffering and unrequited love and sadness and all that shite.