Have you guys ever done this before? To read a novel solely because it's mediocre? Recently, I've tried that with Appraiser's Job, and well, what can I say, it was mediocre. Unsurprisingly, the mind-numbingly brain-dead normalcy of the novel brought my mental state to something almost akin to Zen. The utter lack of any true emotion in the writings was reflected in my own consciousness, the silence in my mind pervasive into every inch of my head; and I felt enlightened. So rarely, do I come across an experience as genuine and pure in it's lack of emotion as this. I was wondering if anyone else here has shared my experiences before?