I'm in the middle of a big-ass Paris Review collection they put out in 2003 to celebrate their fiftieth anniversary. Some gems. Some clunkers. Mostly good though.
I'm in the middle of The New New Journalism, by Robert S. Boynton. Collection of interviews with a number of nonfiction/literary journalism authors. Really good stuff. I've been eying one of the authors, Jon Krakauer, for his book Into the Wild for a while now. This gives me a good link to read some other good nonfiction as well. I keep trying to read Wolfe and I'm not impressed. He's seems scattered and unfocused. I was thinking about it while I was walking to work, what kind of books I liked, and I think I prefer subtlety, as a rule, to loud, bang, in your face kind of writing. But I also like energetic subtlety. I want to dig for meaning.
I started The Proud Highway. I started Where I'm Calling From by Raymond Carver. I just picked up the Associated Press Stylebook. I figure if I spend the money while I have it, now, and I'm not a starving college student, I'll be better off. I also picked up Travels with Charley, because I like it and wanted a copy to carry around with me.
And if none of you have checked out the Best American Nonrequired Reading series, you have to. They're fucking fantastic.