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If you ever feel like really annoying po-mo prose, Wilson and Shea weave a nice mind-bending yarn with their "Illuminatus!" Trilogy (the only *really* annoying aspect is they sometimes change, not only tense, but character perspective, within the same sentence)... just be prepared to never look at squirrels the same way again. FNORD.
Eco's "Foucault's Pendulum" is excellent, if a bit dense.
And almost any book by Robert Ludlum is an easy to read 'page-turner' drowning in an over abundance of paranoia sauce.
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I will check those out. It's possible I've been exposed to it in the past, but don't remember (yet have the potential to remember on another occasion!) My memories are weirdly compartmentalized, and those compartments shuffle (It's the same reason I can watch a movie or read a book very intently, and then a few weeks later, depending on when I'm re-exposed to it, remember nothing of it and experience it again, as it if were the first time--despite the knowledge that it isn't). Wacky, but something I understand now. Applaud a brilliant psychotherapist for that, one who didn't reach for easy answers to complicated questions.
I haven't been reading much of anything for the past two years during the Edict Zero audio drama extravaganza (and the various reality shitstorms). Part of me was even afraid to, because of a bad association. No need to elaborate on that. But point: I will be reading again.
Come fall, life will be a solo gig, and I will have nothing ... but time. As long as we ignore the reasons for all the extra time ... time is a pretty cool thing.
As I think everyone has seen, I can do a lot with that 'time' thing.