i've been finding paul auster to be the sort of comfortable read i'd only previously experienced with john irving.

i picked up my fourth by him at a coffee shop today and it's steadily holding my interest. to be honest i don't know why other than to reference the ease (not simple, just comfortable) of the prose.

richard powers, murakami, yoshimoto, bowles, and cortázar all came before the austen and all were enjoyed.