I've read two more pages - just as good. Even better?

A book like this makes you want to drop everything you are doing & to find a suitable chair where you can read a page every five minutes or so, flip back, re-read, feel the pages that remain between finger and thumb, look around you, look at the cover, read the credits page, sip a coffee, dream of all the books you could now write because this one has given you new permissions, think what the hell the inside of Keith Waldrop's mind must be like (a dusty, chaotic but elegant secondhand bookshop with odd opening hours?), and notice that everything in the world has moved just slightly - but enough - to one side.