My favourite novel is Mark Z. Danielewski's House Of Leaves, a fearful meta-fictional tale about how the pursuit of knowledge and truth is ultimately a vacuous and terrifying journey into the self, revealing a nihilism that reflects upon the emptiness of existence. In its fiercely resistant attempts at being discovered, its active rejection of any meaning the reader may impart upon it, the book twists and turns, snarlingly forcing the reader to start examining themselves, redefining the relationship between text and reader.
Camel Walk's The Wheel Deal also has nothing really going for it at its core, but instead of this being something negative, it's instead super positive and awesome and happy. And, where House of Leaves breaks down the fourth wall between the novel and the reader in a violent manner, The Wheel Deal also tries to break this boundary, by just being really up-front and honest about the fact that it's, well, not really going to blow your ass off. But in a good way. It's a funny, earnest and experimental record that invites the listener in under the pretence of there maybe being something a bit deeper to it, even though at its core there's not really a lot of substance.
