I keep a log of the books I've read, including a brief summary and a few most-liked snippets or quotes. It's my way of holding myself responsible for actually reading the books I collect. Sadly, my reading falls off -- a LOT -- when weather improves and I need to work outdoors.
The last book I read cover-to-cover was the Splendid and the Vile, Erik Larson's saga of the Churchill family during WWII, suggested and loaned to me by a friend. I was surprised that I liked it as much as I did.
I just got my latest Book Outlet order (curses to that company and its endless and hard-to-ignore emails). I am reading Buzz Sting Bite: Why We Need Insects (because I need some convincing, especially as I battle swarms of flies).
When we have the next period of rainy weather, I can dig into A Time to Remember, which is two novels: The Empty House and The Day of the Storm, by one of my favorites, Rosamunde Pilcher.
I have an entire shelf of classics that I bought at a school auction some years ago, mostly still unread, everything from Jane Austen to Charles Dickens. My favorite from that group is Pearl Buck's The Good Earth. Great book, terrible movie.