He is a dreamer; let us leave him.

I banged out the sixth Harry Potter book over the last few days. Why? Because even if I won't remember the details in a week, it's compelling reading and it gets me in the mood for more reading.

I recently read two Russell Hoban books, The Lion of Boaz-Jachin and Jachin-Boaz and Turtle Diary. I'm now reading another of his, Kleinzeit. He has a bizarre sense of narrative and a compelling gift for subtle wordplay and puns that I enjoy. It's like Palahniuk and Carroll thought about having a baby but decided against it. But then the idea-baby resented not existing and sublet an apartment in Hoban's mind for a while.