Just finished One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest by Ken Kesey. I somehow made it through high school and college without reading it, and man is it great. Sometimes I wonder if it isn't a blessing to have missed out on certain books when I was younger, only to read them later in life when they can actually be appreciated. Such is the case here.
Also just finished Cathedral by Raymond Carver, which is a nice collection of short stories, though I fancy myself more a reader of the novel.
Currently reading They Came Like Swallows by William Maxwell. Slow so far, but I loved another of his works entitled So Long, See You Tomorrow. I always try to read a work of nonfiction at any given time, so I've slowly been moving through Slavery by Another Name: The Re-Enslavement of Black Americans from the Civil War to World War II, by Douglas Blackmon, a journalist for the Atlanta Journal Constitution, and it's pretty darn shocking, as the title implies.