Late in The Nocilla Trilogy, a character starts obsessing over a book by an author he's never heard of before, Paul Auster. As fragmented, non-narrative, and indescribable as these might first appear, Auster's not a bad reference to point you on your way; many plot developments recall the surreal peaks of The New York Trilogy. But more than that, just start reading and let the subliminal logic be your guide -- it'll take you from surf spots in the Spanish hinterlands to a blue-collar Brooklyn high-cuisine destination where the chef is literally "cooking the horizon" to the Nevada desert over and over again, especially one tree off "the loneliest road in America" where people have been hanging their shoes for years. It's a mad mix, but there's a method to it too that's endlessly fascinating.