I try not to ahem anything from living authors. For somewhat-aheming of old stuff, the Australian version of Gutenberg has different public domain rules than the American version, but they are naturally geared towards the Australian audience.
Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
Seconding erika's vote for Callahan's autobiography. That is some bitterly funny shit.
Waist-High In The World, by Nancy Mairs, is also very good -- she's an extremely eloquent essayist who has lived with rapidly progressive MS that confined her to a wheelchair as a relatively young adult, and severe clinical depression all her life. The jolliest line in Waist-High is about 9000% less fun than the bitterest line in Callahan's book, but it's still very very good. She's just such a gifted, poetic and relentlessly, grindingly honest writer.
I'm following Mark Reads LotR and how he's not going to watch the movies till after he's read the books. I wonder if he'll be as pissed at how they changed Faramir as I was.
Valyrian steel says that you can pre-order their Beyond the Wall Survival Kit.
I have that one, too, JZ. More thoughtful than fun, but I do like it.
Alrighty, then, I'll go with the Callahan. That looks...different from what my classmates are reading (Someone is, in fact, reading Tuesdays With Morrie)
Anne Rice has a werewolf book coming out next month.
I don't know if I'll read it, but I am hoping she does a book tour and it comes to Seattle. Yes, I will go wait in line just so I can get her to autograph my 1st editions of Interview and Lestat. I own my cliches.
Don't laugh, but for what it is, I actually liked reading Tuesdays With Morrie. Although I related more to Albom as the student who had not become all that he expected to, than Morrie, who sometimes seemed like a real man and sometimes seemed like gimp, Jewish, Yoda.
I worked on a production of it, which is the distilled essence of the Hallmark-y-ness of the book. So, I have a more eye-rolly view of it than I otherwise would.
I suppose...the movie was embarrassing, Jack Lemmon or not.