I just started Blood Meridian. First time with any Cormac McCarthy. I'm having difficulty adjusting to his punctuation and style but the story and the characters are awesome.
I'm a bit into Nabokov's Lolita. I'm just realizing now that I watched the film adaptation a couple of years ago. Lolita is supposed to be one of the greatest novels ever written and it certainly seems so despite Nabokov's aristocratic disposition which is funny but irritating. I like his humor quite a bit and some of his descriptions of love & lust for Lolita are probably the most romantic things I've ever read regardless of his *cough* predilection for nymphets.
In addition to those novels, I began ASOIAF to see what all of the hype is about. I watch the television show as well, so I guess you can call me a fan (bye street cred, jk). GRRM's style of writing is pretty simple. He doesn't stand out as a writer on his own but he clearly stands out as a writer of fantasy. I wouldn't call myself particularly versed in the fantasy genre, having read only CS Lewis, JK Rowling, a meager bit of Tolkien, and that's about it that I remember. But unlike CS Lewis or Tolkien, GRRM manages to avoid most of the moralistic clichés that dominate the fantasy genre.
I also just finished On the Road. It was fairly underwhelming. I've read a couple books by Burroughs. I've read and disliked Allen Ginsberg's poetry. I heard a lot of good things about Kerouac. That he's the masculine Beat writer. The golden boy. But if it wasn't for Mexico, Neal Cassidy, or the visit he made with Burroughs, I doubt I would have enjoyed this book. I attempted Dharma Bums afterwords but I immediately disliked the pseudo Eastern philosophy but it seemed cool to read about Gary Snyder vicariously through Kerouac. It seems like I like everything in Kerouac's books except Kerouac himself.
