There are lots of good books out there. Tons even. But I'm currently reading the best book in the world. Or, at least the best book since A Tale of Two Cities. (Naah! It's way better than that. Beheadings are cliché.)
The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian is unexpected, hilarious, tragic, revealing, self-deprecating, and critical -- self critical, white critical, Indian critical, small-town critical, critical condition, critical thinking, critireticular, criti-rikki-tikki-tavi, (etc.). It's as if Holden Caufield, minus the serial killer tendencies, stepped into a John Hughes' film set on a reservation.
And despite its literary bent and the fact that it won like every award in the world, its not plodding, pompous, pretentious, pedantic, preachy, or poopy. It reads like a rocket.