I'm reading Tim Powers' Last Call. It's a book about gambling and drinking and fate and life and magical meaning and the choices we make. it's amazing, but I can't seem to read much more than 25 pages without drifting off and having bizarre, important-seeming dreams which i can then, of course, not quite remember. Having won the world fantasy award (i din't even know there was such a thing) over a decade ago, I can't quite figure out why i haven't heard of the work or the author, but am glad to have it now. It ranks up there with Little, Big and American Gods.
Read at your own risk.
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