Mark Danielewski - House Of Leaves. Have always felt that this is a book I should read but might end up hating. So far it's okay - I like the inside of the frame (the mostly academic book about a film) more than the next level (the commentary of "Johnny Truant" about the book). But both seem rather longwinded. I could definitely see myself failing to finish this and reverting to Wikipedia.
Barbara Pym - A Few Green Leaves. Very astute character work, though I wouldn't mind more of a plot. Seems on par with Excellent Women, the only thing I've hers I've read (and I think her most famous).
The Girl in the Road - Monica Byrne. A sci-fi sort of thing about a wave-capturing electricity generation bridge spanning from Djibouti to India, and a girl who attempts to cross it to escape unseen adversaries in India. There's also a parallel narrative which is less interesting so far, in part because it's not clear how it's relevant. But I like this overall.
Harry Mathews - Tlooth. Anybody here read him? He's fun - experimental without being tedious, with lots of humor.
Muriel Spark - Girls of Slender Means. Reread - still terrific.
Sara Levine - Treasure Island!!! Not terrible, but the title is the best thing about it. About an aimless twenty-something woman who decides to make the RL Stevenson book a personal bible and starts trying to have adventures. Unfortunately these aren't as funny as they ought to be.
Ali Smith - How To Be Both. A good read. Very interesting structure - I don't know if it quite came together for me but there's a lot of good pieces to it.
Susanna Clarke - Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell. Didn't hate this, but got tired one-third of the way through; the Dickensian style is alright, except the characters aren't nearly as fun and the plotting is a lot of tedious and then - and then - and then...
Joel Dicker - The Truth about The Harry Quebert affair. The first ten pages of this are hilariously idiotic - about a novelist who's become a huge New York celebrity (like, recognized everywhere he goes) because of a true crime
book he writes [which makes up a lot of the text]. This is the character's second book - his first merely made him a big star, such that while he's working on the second book he can say "My share of the publicís attention had been taken over by the latest rising politicians and the stars of the hottest new reality T.V. show, and a rock band that had just broken through." Like, imagine people thinking "Man, this new Arctic Monkeys album has really decreased my interest in Jonathan Frantzen!" Another sample passage: "I was everywhere: on T.V. screens, in newspapers, on the covers of magazines. My face smiled out from huge advertisements on the subway. Even the harshest critics on the east coast all agreed: Young Marcus Goldman was going to become a great writer." Apparently the mystery itself is interesting, but I abandoned it long before we even got to it.
Renee Gladman - Event Factory. Very surrealistic, interesting premise, doesn't really seem to go anywhere.
Ha, you reminded me of an experience with that Paul Theroux book - my mom played it once on audiobook when I was a middle schooler, and I remember being really uncomfortable when he mentions a couple "clumsily ####ing" behind a bush or something.
I've never read any Maugham for some reason - probably should. I think we own Razor's Edge and it's a reasonable length (we also own Of Human Bondage, which is not, so I probably won't start with that one).