So I finished book six of The Malazan Book of the Fallen (The Bonehunters) a while ago. It was pretty good--it opened with a very strong set-piece involving a city siege and then a desperate escape from said city once it caught on fire, which, unusually for this series, was an unbroken sequence a few hundred pages long. After that a lot happened, but I really should have written about it right after finishing, because now I don't remember a lot of it. There was a definite "middle of series" feel, in that a lot of what happened, while interesting, was mainly interesting because of what it set up to happen in (hopefully) the next book. For example: two of the most interesting characters have been set on what appears to be a collision course which can only end in an epic battle, but as of this book they're both still traveling. I'm almost ready to pick up the next book.
Meanwhile, I've been reading a lot of other things. I read three books by James Enge about the character Morlock Ambrosius, son of Merlin, and they are amazing and delightful. I love Enge's writing style--he's a professor of classics, and I think I can see something in his style of, well, those classics--stripped down and yet seeded with wild images. The books are also funny, dark, and completely unpredictable. I also read three books by Leo Perutz, about whom I learned from a comment in a thread about historical fiction on some forum or other. Awesome writer. I recommend in particular "The Marquis of Bolibar," though all I've read have been worthwhile. Short, dark/beautiful, and idiosyncratic. Also, of course, how could I forget A Dance With Dragons, which was great, and Lev Grossman's The Magician King, which I thought was also great. The second Fantomas novel, on the other hand, was not great, though it was sublime in its own way.