So, first up, started on January 1, is Ralph Steadman's The Joke's Over, his memoir of his time working with Hunter S Thompson. I knew most of the stories already from Thompson's work, but it was interesting to get Steadman's perspective on them. He seems as deranged as Thompson was. Good book. I enjoyed that.
Next up is Dan Simmons's The Terror, which is his take on the catastrophic Franklin Expedition of 1845 to discover the Northwest Passage. I have a take-it-or-leave-it relationship with Simmons. I really enjoyed Summer Of Night and Carrion Comfort but I couldn't get on with Hyperion at all. But I enjoyed this one. Although Simmons is maybe a little too fond of the word `serac.'
No Country For Old Men. Yeah, I know, because of the movie. I have a similar relationship with McCarthy as I do with Simmons. I read Blood Meridian years ago and thought it was a miracle, but then I tried to read Suttree and couldn't finish it. But No Country is one of his more accessible novels, and a grim old thing it is, too. Good stuff, though. His ear for language is extraordinary.
I don't know whether this counts, but I also reread Neal Stephenson's Zodiac, which I think is a lovely novel and I recommend wholeheartedly.
I also started The God Delusion, but that's not going well at all. Though I agree with Dawkins all the way down the line, I find the tone of the book rather offputting and I think I may put him aside until later.