Too many books!

I used to be a monoreader--one book at a time. At some point I abandoned this strategy. I think that I kept getting bogged down in award winners and found myself reading very little for long stretches of time. Now I normally have several books going at once, but lately things have gotten a little out of hand.

I am currently reading:
1.) Autobiography of a Face by Lucy Grealy -- a memoir of the author's recovery from having a malignant tumor (and half her jaw) removed at the age of 9.
2.) Animal Farm by George Orwell -- do I really need to say? The story of what happens when some communist pigs convince the other animals that they can run the farm without evil humans. Somehow I've never read this before.
3.) The Sea by John Banville -- An old man living by the sea remembers vacationing by the sea. Sort of. It won the Booker prize and thus far confirms my suspicion that Booker prize = boring.
4.) The Know-It-All by A. J. Jacobs -- A man writes about his attempt to read the Encyclopedia Brittanica in its entirety. It's best in small doses, much like an encyclopedia.
5.) The Complete Guide to Women's Running by Runner's World magazine -- um, or something to that effect. Too sore and lazy to go downstairs and get it right now.
6.) Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix by J. K. Rowling -- Not sure this should count since I am reading it aloud to my son every night.
7.) Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince by J. K. Rowling -- I couldn't resist the urge to (re)read ahead of my reading with my son.

And I think that's it. Too much? I try to read a piece of each book every day. Which reminds me that I need to read The Sea now. It's not that it's bad. It's just slooooow, and it's just not working for me.