if you have an hour or so to spare, drop by a bookstore and read eat when you feel sad, by wunderkind zachary german. the book is about one robert and the utterly normal things that happen to him -- he goes to parties, eats chinese food, listens to music, checks his email. all of this told in the sparest of language; i'm not sure if there's a sentence with more than one clause in the novella. it feels very gimmicky at first, but after a while you realize that it works, and once you buy into the conceit the rest of the book becomes pretty enjoyable, and even funny in a salingeresque kind of a way at times. it's not literature, i don't think, but it does capture how it feels to be lonely among people, and manages somewhat to use the cadences and rhythms of the facebook generation to pretty good effect.