On the plane back, I pretty much devoured a book. Its not often I get a chance to read anymore, so the fact that I finished anything fictional is quite noteable. I've had a long love of fantasy novels, so in the spirit of "What I read this summer", I picked up a novel my dad handed to me months ago. (I'm really behind)
"The Lies of Locke Lamora". by Scott Lynch. Its been out for a few years, should be easy to get.
The really short review: I haven't read a fantasy novel so enjoyable in quite some time.
The not-quite-so-short review: I've long held a fascination with utter bastard characters in books and RP (as you might have guessed). Not for me the noble hero, no. I prefer my protagonists firmly cloaked in moral ambiguity.
Mix a bit of David Eddings, a dash of George RR Martin, a hint of Pratchett's surrealism, a healthy dose of Steven Brust (for the snark), and a little something all his own, and you have Scott Lynch. His lead character, the so-named Locke, is a thief, a bastard (a gentleman bastard, even) and a total ne'er-do-well. He's got his own twisted code of honour, sure, but he's not one of those types who really gets redeemed. The novel is well formed, has interesting and well played interludes, isn't afraid to start off in media res and leave you wondering how the heck its going to evolve from THAT beginning, etc.
Don't expect anything truly deep, no endless pontificating here, but for a good 'plane' read, I do recommend it highly. The characters are likeable, the world is plausible, and the author doesn't hold your hand. All qualities I do enjoy.