I'm reading my birthday presents! (Yay, husband finally realised what I like as presents; books!) Finished "The Constant Gardener". I think it's beautiful, but that may be partially because the cover design is gorgeous. And I'm a sucker for novels with dead people as main characters, especially if set in Africa or Asia. Halfway through "The Master" by Colm Toibin. Not sure why it's not really grabbing me, even though I quite like Henry James.