David Mitchell's latest, The Bone Clocks coming out next Tuesday, is meta-David Mitchell, bringing characters from all his other books together in much the way he usually weaves lightly interwoven storylines. It's a (Man Booker longlisted) scam to get you to hurry up and read his back catalog:
- Ghostwritten (1999)
- number9dream (2001)
- Cloud Atlas (2004)
- Black Swan Green (2006)
- The Thousand Autumns of Jacob de Zoet (2010)
And it's working on me. I've read Cloud Atlas twice and Thousand Autumns and I suspect one more, but I'm starting from the beginning with Ghostwritten. So far it reads like a really good Murakami knock-off. Japan, check. Jazz soundtrack, check. Murakami namecheck, check. So far the the most Murakamiesque character is an Englishman untying the knot at the end of his rope. I expect to find him in the bottom of a well any page now. Murakami has a new one out this week too, but I'm still a bit hacked over 1Q84, so I'm reading this first.