Just finished reading Jeff Vandermeer's Borne "trilogy":
Borne is probably one of my favourite books. I read it a few years ago and re-reading it now felt surprisingly fresh. I was absolutely surprised to find I had very little memory of the plot and I loved learning about that world again. Very happy I decided to re-read it before diving into Strange Bird and Dead Astronauts.
Strange Bird was pretty decent. It wasn't nearly as interesting as Borne, but I didn't dislike it. All I can really say is that I was happy it was closer to a short story or novella than a full novel.
Dead Astronauts was just weird and nonsensical and I still haven't decided if I mean that in a good way. There's a quote on the cover of the book comparing Dead Astronauts to free-form impressionist jazz and I don't have a better way to explain it; I honestly don't know what I just read. That being said, I couldn't put it down and I'm already tempted to re-read it to get a better understanding, so I can't exactly say it was bad either
(just read some reviews out of curiosity and A LOT of people disliked this book so I guess your experience may vary)
And for a completely different weird experience in reading I started reading Murakami's Wind-Up Bird Chronicle last night and it was like some kind of weird, literature-based deja-vu. I knew I had never read the Wind-Up Bird Chronicle, I didn't have a copy until my wife got me one for Christmas this year and I haven't been to a library in ages, but page after page I was certain I had read this story before. It was to the point that I got out of bed and searched through my other Murakami books; there must be an excerpt or something at the end of one. Nothing. I kept reading and it seemed I knew everything before it happened. I just couldn't explain it. Finally, this morning I noticed one of my Murakami books, the Elephant Vanishes. In my haste last night, I had flipped to the end of the book looking for some sort of except, but I hadn't taken the time to notice that the Elephant Vanishes is a collection of short stories, the first of which was "The Wind-Up Bird and Tuesday's Women".