I just finished
The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay by Michael Chabon. A Pulitzer winner, to add an air of respectability to my year's reading.
I liked it. It's about two young Jewish cousins in New York at the outbreak of WW2, one of whom is a refugee from Czechoslovakia. They create a golden age comic book, and various things happen over a number of years. It's quite a long book, broken into distinct parts that almost stand alone.
Part way through I took a break to finish
New Orleans Mourning by Julie Smith, the first of many freebies I have picked up from that author, and another prize-winner, this time an Edgar. Another good one, but it was darker than I expected. A member of a highly dysfunctional upper-tier New Orleans family is murdered, and a former member of that social circle, ex-deb Skip Langdon, is assigned to the investigation. And I thought Britain was class-conscious.