Not even sure how to begin a review on this. It's not a story as much as it is an orchestra made up of many different instruments, apparently playing completely unrelated tunes at great speed. There are, as all reviews have noted, quite a few chapters that consist of the beginnings of novels, all of them interrupted just as you become engrossed; interspersed between them are chapters of the central story, which becomes increasingly ludicrous. In this central story, occasionally, two - or several - of the various apparently unconnected melodies collide in such a way that you momentarily realise the whole thing has been very cleverly crafted (in several places I found myself literally laughing with delight) . . . and then you lose it again. Finally, in the final four or five pages the author draws in all these wildly dancing lines of music into one tightly knit and surprisingly satisfying conclusion.

This isn't a book so much as an experience. It's one of the most unusual things I've read in years.