Am currently reading three books at once. I don't recommend the practice, only I can't make up my mind.
Lord Byron's Doctor by Paul West
Can you believe it, this book has been on my shelf for nigh sixteen years and I am only now exploring this amusing tale of the summer of 1816 told from the point of view of Polidori.
Players: The Mysterious Identity of William Shakespeare by Bertram Fields
Maybe he wrote them, maybe he didn't. What's funny is the increasingly hystrionic missives to the NY Times from traditionalists insisting there is no controversy. Obviously, there is, Miss Thing, or you wouldn't be writing letters.
And, of course, Harry Potter Third-way through. Lots of exposition. Waiting for something to happen. I hear it's big.
Article: French Quarter Becomes Oasis of Wary Calm - NY Times