... though I've forgotten how far I am... I've finished Clive Barker's Everville, and enjoyed it greatly. Now I am reading Quicksilver by Neil Stephenson.
I admit this is the first time I am beginning to read this book - the first time I did not get past page 50, and these first fifty pages are really a little bit slow. Now I'm on page 126 (out of over 900), and the book is magnificent. I've met Isaac Newton and spent some intriquing moments in Hooke's lab inventing cells. I've witnessed philosophers trying to stuff all species of animals into Noah's ark and facing the greatest problem with the disposal of the manure produced by the 1800 sheep required as fodder for the carnivores. I've walked the streets of London in the plague year and entered the pillaged houses to find hidden treasures. And, on page 117, I have found the quote of the day: I'd go as far as to say that if a proper philosophical language existed, it would be impossible to express any false concept in it without violating the rules of grammar.
Yay for Neil Stephenson and the Baroque Cycle!