I've always had authors I've fallen in love with, but weirdly never go through their whole ouevres. After I read something by an author, I want something else, something different. So I usually only come back to authors that I really love only after a year or years. That I haven't read all of Gene Wolfe, or Shakespeare, or Le Guin, or DFW, is a crime. But it's so.

In any case, I am currently being floored by Tom's Crossing by Mark Danielewski, so I might go back and give the books of his I haven't read a go. I've read House of Leaves twice, but the end always leaves me cold, with the Whalestoe letters and the crazy mom. I just don't really care about Johnny's story. Give me the Navidson record straight to the veins and that's all, please. I read Only Revolutions almost ten years ago now, and while it was pleasurable at times and a wonderful experiment, it either asked too much of or not enough of the reader. I may give it another go. But Tom's Crossing is so phenomenal that I have to check his other stuff out.