What’s the oddest book you’ve ever read? Did you like it? Hate it? Did it make you think?
Ultimately, I’ll have to go with Jo Walton’s Tooth and Claw, which is Anthony Trollope with dragons. Walton’s not going for just weirdness there; she makes biologically literal a lot of Victorian ideas about sexuality and class and runs with it. If you’ve never read Walton, I recommend it—it’s good, it makes you think about gender and class, and it’s a lot of fun. My runner-up would have to be Galatea 2.2, which is essentially a construction for Michael Powers to just let rip about human consciousness. I enjoyed it, but, for the life of me, I can’t think of anyone to recommend it to!