This underground comix masterpiece, considered the first autobiographical comic book, gave me more laughs than anything else I've ever read. "Duck and cover!" meets "Line your desk up with the tiles!" in 1950s parochial school. Oh, and another lauded work by an anxious, insecure, but highly talented and successful artist.

This book took modern science to ancient Jerusalem. I'm not a big believer and it really gave me a different view and knowledge of the days during the crucifixion. It should not offend any Christians. I would highly recommend anyone read this.

The star story in 'Leah, Newhampshire' a collection by Thomas Williams. After the death of his wife, Robert Hurley goes back to Leah where he was born. While hunting in the great forests of beech, juniper, maple and pine, he relives his wife's last months and at the same time confronts his own mortality and the dangers of the woods where he hunted as a boy. A sparsely evocative story with a brilliant final line.

I've tried for many years to enjoy reading science fiction. I can understand the appeal, the plots and imaginary worlds and alternate realities sound compelling, but when I start reading I lose all interest. Then someone reccomended Richard Powers. I looked into the different books he's written and decided on Plowing the Dark because of the impressive reviews and fascinating description. I was not let down. The book captured me immediately with its scintillating dialogue, diverse and informed cultural and scientific references that kept the synapses firing, and characters who are sharper and more interesting than anyone I know. Way cool.