Horns by Joe Hill. I can't decide whether I like this story about a young man who wakes up with devil horns sprouting out of his head better than Hill's first novel, Heart-Shaped Box. But trust me. It's good.
The Passage by Justin Cronin. I had to push myself to get through the first hundred pages or so. It's not that they were boring to me, it's more that the first part lays down the groundwork for the rest of the novel, and while it is interesting groundwork, it's still... groundwork. But as the book progresses and we move into the future, the story begins to move along, and the plot takes off wonderfully.
The Scapegoat by Daphne Du Maurier. It's by Daphne Du Maurier. Enough said.
Inferno, edited by Ellen Datlow.
The Unnamed by Joshua Ferris. Man can't stop walking. Very nicely written. Didn't really speak to me though.
Ring by Koji Suzuki. As opposed to pretty much every other book/novel duo out there... I think I liked the movie better. Both Japanese and US versions.
I didn't read quite as many books as I usually do. I blame The Passage.
On the writing front, I am trying to perfect the old standard of writing something everyday. Even/especially on the days when I find myself counting how many times the cursor blinks.