A story about this — 8 years ago
Stories about books within books. Infinite, perfectly symmetrical, recursive stories. Flights of allusional fancy. Poe mixed with Joyce mixed with Dali, armed with an enormous, multilingual vocabulary and multicultural semiology(and an apparently intimate knowledge of everything ever written in every Western language, and some of the Eastern ones), and yet somehow still eminently readable and engaging. Good stuff, in other words.