The Clairvoyant Zoopraxiscope

Am reading Orhan Pamuk's Snow and Jonathan Lethem's Fortress of Solitude, having finished the Wahloo and the Malcolm. I have added A Sentimental Education. I also finished the Ryan and the St. John, both decent. None of these are terribly recent releases, which is a relief. I find myself perpetually trying to draw parallels between the events in the Flaubert and contemporary life--not sure if this is a function of nervousness or of the author. Am considering adding something from Phillip Pullman's His Dark Materials, unless I'm dissuaded strongly by someone or have an early-spring aversion to science fiction.