I came here to keep in touch with all my friends who left GR after the censorship debacle. I read a little of every genre. I co-blog at Musings of a Bibliomaniac.
I finally see hints of magic realism. A girl just had a conversation with a ghost, and there is this crow that I don't think is a crow.
Why does this remind me of Murakami?
P.s. At least no cats have gone missing. Yet.