I recently finished Armistead Maupin's Tales of the City. Delightful, though I had a hard time getting into it. But it grows on you, and after a while I couldn't put it down.
Then, while at my parents' place I found my copy of The Night Land, an old (circa 1910, I think) sci-fi-ish/horror-ish story of the far future where mankind is beset by horrible monsters on a dying Earth. It's all right; the bits with monsters are quite good, but the whole thing is wrapped up in a silly love story that was schmaltzy, old-fashioned and sexist even for the era.
I heard about this book in an essay H.P. Lovecraft wrote on contemporary (for him) horror fiction, and I completely agree with his review of it. Say what you will about Lovecraft (like, that he was a creepy and misogynistic bigot) but when it came to horror and fantasy literature, he knew his stuff.
(Though I don't remember how I actually found the book. It was a recent edition, too)