The Magicians by Lev Grossman: strange in that it managed to be one of the most joy-less coming of age fantasies I've ever encountered. Thought-provoking because I suspect Quentin reacted to life in a far more "real world" sort of way than most authors dare to posit.

Currently reading The Silver Lake by Fiona Patton ... I could wish for a little more exposition and translation, but it offers an interesting take on how gods are born. I usually enjoy having to work as a reader (thanks for the P. C. Hodgell rec), but don't like unexplained, completely foreign vocabulary very much. However, like most of her books, it's gender neutral in some fairly amazing ways.