Well, I finished reading Ficciones (Borges) last week. It was one of those experiences where I can say that I enjoyed it, but I don't really know why, and I know that I didn't get everything out of it that I should have.
Part of the problem, I think, is that I read it in one hour lunchtime increments while people microwaved nasty leftovers around me. I found that nearly every story had me completely confused at the beginning, but ultimately clicked in the end. And (I'm embarrassed to admit this) checking the Wikipedia summaries after completing each story was invaluable.
I'm reading "And Here's the Kicker" by Mike Sacks now. It's a book of interviews with top comedy writers on "their craft". I'm enjoying it, and I was happy to see that the Scharpling & Wurster albums get a nod in the "Further Recommendations" section at the back.
Unrelated note: Living in Cincinnati, I was happy that I got to wear my black (with orange) WFMU "bird" t-shirt to the Bengals/Bears game yesterday and look like I completely fit in. Although, admittedly, I was afraid that the blob next to me was going to engage me in an unwanted discussion/inquisition about it. Lucky for me, he instead chose to repeatedly try to sell me an open Bud Light that he didn't think he could finish. Turns out, he could. Quite easily.
p.s. Not sure why I put "their craft" in quotes. I guess I just have a hard time using the word "craft" when it's not in the same sentence as "yarn" or "glitter."