I enjoy novels of lyrical prose and non-linear narrative, but I can't stand this book. What many are praising as imaginative and hyper-observant I just see as contrived and distractingly metafictional. That is, I sense the author's hand in every line I read from this book. So for me, no matter how profound the author's statement, I can't enjoy the reading because it seems to me that the author wants so badly for us to know that he is being profound. For lyrical prose, I would recommend the obvious, Nabakov. For nonlinear narrative, try Amitav Ghosh's The Shadow Lines. Both authors have a far more natural and therefore enjoyable style.