You know, I am now just about finished with the eighth book in Raymond E. Feist's Riftwar series. I go through a couple each week, on the metro to and from our apartment. They aren't particularly great, but they generally aren't terrible either, although Sasha had trouble making it through the first one (it takes some time to find its pace). I am amazed at how many words people can spin a story into - at least Feist had the good taste to follow the story over decades, with a cast of dozens, rather than pulling a Robert Jordan, and simply never finishing the story.
I go through phases with my reading, and right now junk seems to be the phase of the month. We'll see where I go next. Maybe back to news - I used to read five or six newspapers each day. Now I can barely read one. Perhaps it's because all the news is so bad these days....