You have started reading a Tom Robbins book. It is very good so far, but there is one problem. You freaking hate books written in the second-person. Every time you read a sentence like "You stood there dumbfounded until he seized you roughly by your shoulders and stuck his stubbly face into yours", you are reminded that you are reading a novel. Impossible to get lost in the story with that narrative gimmick.
On the other hand, starting a novel with the sentence "The day the stock market falls out of bed and breaks its back is the worst day of your life" almost makes up for it. Almost.
If I could fix me up a week of twilight hours we'd sit on the point and watch the sun continually flounder. Bathed in gold we'd plug into some kind of power and connect with those days back before all of this went sour.
I love Tom Robbins, but he keeps writing the same damn book (and yes, I keep buying it). The second-person narrative of Half Asleep was an interesting distraction, but I know more than a few people who ended up resenting it more than anything.
His latest book was at least more concise.
Firstly, the only cavassing of users you should be doing is with a heavy tarpaulin, a stack of bricks and a deep stretch of water" -- BOFH speaks the truth about surveys
It's also NaBloPoMo, for people (like me) who can't handle NaNoWriMo, but are willing to commit to a blog post a day for 30 days. I'm giving it a shot. I hate blogging when I have nothing to say, so it's going to be awful, but I'm-a do it.