Grendel, by John Gardner, 1971 tells the oldest story of northern Europe from the monster's point of view. Ostensibly. It's a philosophical examination of life, time, culture, meaning, growth, intent, religion, and emotion, which plays with form as just another facet of the investigation. It has the feel of being crafted, not just written, distilled to just under 200 pages without losing anything and potentially becoming more potent. Even at that length, it took me nearly a week to read, because each passage required some digestion and thought. I still haven't unpacked it, but I'm looking forward to reading it again and figuring it out a little better. And again another time, most likely. I haven't read anything quite so good in a long time.
Among Others, Jo Walton, 2011 is a rich fantasy in journal form, from the viewpoint of Morwenna, a fifteen-year-old Welsh girl and one of a pair of twins, which doesn't offer nearly the depth of Grendel but is still a delightful read. The narrator herself is incredibly well-read in the worlds of sci-fi and fantasy, and I look forward to cataloging her favorites into my own next-to-read list. Mori deals in magic and solitude until she finds a way to connect with a couple of like-minded loners she finds through channels both normal and unusual. She is mature for her age and intelligent, and we slowly learn what's shaped her into who she is as she sparingly doles out secrets from her history while trying to navigate unfamiliar surroundings and situations. This one is probably best suited to help teen girls deal with the unexpected loss of a loved one, but it's a lovely story regardless who you are.
Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me? (And Other Concerns), Mindy Kaling, 2011 is one my wife picked out while we were at Powell's books in Portland, when I chose Among Others. Mindy, contrary to her current sitcom, is dreadfully funny, and the prose sounds so much like her voice that my imagination basically gave me a free audiobook. She's no Tina Fey, and this book is no Bossy#####, but it's a quick, fun read broken up for the most part into short chapters of just a few pages. There's some memoir in there, some advice, some lists, and some grievances, but mainly jokes. Lots and lots of pretty good jokes and a couple absolute killers. If you know enough about Mindy that you can pick out the Office episodes she wrote or directed, you'll love this book. Comedy nerds should read it to give them more to talk about than Louis CK or the podcasting scene. When you look at it in the long run, it's just fluff, but it's some of the better fluff you can find.