My reading habits are a bit eclectic.
I just finished reading Evelina by Frances Burney, originally published in 1778. It's light, fun, brain candy, and unless you struggle to understand why on earth the hero found the heroine interesting, it's not at all taxing to the grey cells. (Of course, there's also the paradox of how the heroine's innocence is both her best chance of securing marriage AND her biggest vulnerability, among other issues.)
Now I've dived into Eat, Pray, Love which is wildly different (Julia Roberts could never play Burney's heroine Evelina). I'm enjoying it, though. Modern angst meets Eastern spirituality, but mercifully she has a sense of humor about it.
I also checked out some non-fiction on the art of conversation. Oh, how I love libraries!