I forgot to mention a few old-time oddities; back in the late 17th century there was a Duchess by the name of Margaret Cavendish; Her most well-known work (at least to me) is a utopian novel called “The Blazing World” wherein this young lady is kidnapped by pirates, then spirited away into the world of neofurryism where a bunch of furries exalt her as queen and present her with their intellectual endeavors. It’s basically Alice in Wonderland, only more ham-fisted but still entertaining. Speaking of AiW, I suppose nobody’s brought it up because it’s pretty much the codifier for weird reading.
Can’t leave out Hans Christian Anderson, either. Just about every one of his stories is a series of non-sequiters, almost as though he wrote more to show off his vocabulary than anything else (which is what I used to do). The Steadfast Tin Soldier, for example, has the Jack-in-the-box be the only sapient toy, who knocks the soldier out of the window, where he has a trip down the sewer, gets randomly rescued, then is randomly thrown into the fire by some careless pre-kindergartener.
Anybody read James Joyce’s “Ulysses”? That thing is a freakshow of weird writing… And the plot is the most mundane thing you can imagine. Two guys go out, one gets subjected to slapstick all day while his wife cheats on him, the other threatens his academic competitors to write the ultimate English epic, but the writing style changes from chapter to chapter; you’ve got interrogations, theatrical scripts, run-on sentences, the wonders never cease.
I see a lot of books on here I want to read… the Divine Comedy (even though that one sounds kind of gross. I heard it described on the podcast “Fiction.” Lotta naked asses in that one), House of Leaves, White Fang…
Btw, Insect Dreams’ author is Mark Estrin.