I'm almost finished with The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao by Junot Diaz. It is amazing and I don't want it to end.
If you don't know any Spanish, you may be turned off by the frequent use of it throughout the book. I think Diaz provides enough context for you to get it even if you don't speak the language, but I could see how it would annoy someone.

Been dying to read this one, but am putting it off until I cut back on the number I'm already in the middle of.Right now, in midst of:
Lolita: Reading the annotated version for the first time.
Consider the Lobster, David Foster Wallace: Just never got around to this one even though I love his other books. Timely right now anyway as there's a fascinating story from when he accompanied McCain during the 2000 campaign.
Norwegian Wood, Haruki Murakami: My favorite author, and this is my "light" reading at the moment as this appears to be his most accessible work.
The Quiet American, Graham Greene: Reading in anticipation of my trip to Vietnam starting in three weeks.
A Cook's Tour, Anthony Bourdain: I guess this is light reading, too. I enjoy his show and want to read his stories of Vietnam, Cambodia and Malaysia.
Reading Lolita in Tehran, Azar Nafisi: Someone lent me this when I mentioned Lolita. Haven't gotten too far into it yet and am unsure whether I'm going to like it.
Is it normal to be in the midst of so many books simultaneously, or do most people finish one before picking up another? I like to rotate among them based upon what I'm in the mood for a particular day, but I'm wondering if that's what other people do, too.