I've been reading a fair fuckton of books since I've been laid up, and shoulda been posting in this thread. Total mix of fiction and non-fiction, basically whatever folks send me, I get as a free ebook, or what friends bring by.
Highlights lately: They Fought Like Demons: Women Soldiers in the Civil War by DeAnn Blanton and Lauren Cook kinda blew my mind. The writing isn't spectacular and the organization could be better (I'd rather each documented person's life was followed longitudinally rather than snippets broken out by phase of the war). Still, the subject matter is amazing; the authors are military historians who used newspapers, reports, letters, legal decisions, and the National Archives to definitively document the participation of HUNDREDS of women, in disguise, in the American Civil War. And those are just the ones who got caught... Also detailed how the information was later covered up when the idea of women in combat became more unpopular. I was especially intrigued by folks like Albert Cashier, who had been Jennie Hodges, but went in as a soldier, fought the whole war through, and then decided to live as a guy for the rest of his/her life--with the support of all the old comrades in the unit. One of those books that turns what you think you know on its head.
Also loved One Man's Wilderness: An Alaskan Odyssey by Richard Proenneke and Sam Keith. I saw this guy's films when I was up in Alaska, and Proenneke was amazing--an early sort of applied conservationist, he'd worked for years as a diesel mechanic, then retired and built himself a cabin on the shores of Twin Lakes in Alaska. With friggin' hand tools. Chopped down every tree himself, and did a brilliant craftsman's job of it--he proceeded to live there for the next 30 years, in fact. His diaries are pretty simple, but he's obviously a true man of the wilderness and an amazing craftsman. I'd love to do half of what he did out there in the Great North.
Also reading, much more slowly, William James' Varieties of Religious Experience. James is quite a stylish rhetoritician, and is surprisingly tolerant and humanist for a Victorian dude. It's an interesting book, written in a time period that bridges the gap between comparative religions, psychology, and theology. Why and how the hell people might do this religion thing is the subject of his investigation, mostly christian of course, but pretty fascinating even if you aren't religious (I sure as hell am not). He does a good job of using religion simply as a lens to look hard at human nature.