Today I finished reading the Catcher in the Rye, by J.D. Salinger. I was not very impressed. Perhaps it was shocking when it came out, but I found it to be dated. He really captured the mind of a teenaged boy rather well, but why would you want to?
And now I am rereading A Prayer For Owen Meany, by John Irving. I can't decide which of his books I love the most, but this is definitely a contender.