Call me behind the times, but I'm looking forward to losing myself over the summer in the following titles. I've been meaning to read Elie Wiesel and Paul Auster for about three years and am kind of ashamed that I haven't yet. I read Timbuktu two years ago and raved about it to anyone who would listen. I think the sign of a really good read is losing your copies because you've given them away to people who haven't read them yet. Timbuktu was that good.
(kudos if you noticed that half these titles are past reads of Oprah's book club)