I am reading a very interesting book called The Gargoyle by Andrew Davidson. Actually, interesting is not the right descriptive word for it. The story starts off with a VERY vivid description of a car accident; the driver is on cocaine, tries to take a swig of his bottle of bourbon which he drops. He leans over to pick it up, and when he looks back up he is hallucinating that some unknown enemy is shooting fiery arrows at him which causes him to swerve, lose control of his car and thus he goes over the side of the mountain. The story grabs you from there and drags you along kicking and screaming into every detail of the accident and after. I could barely put it down last night. I am dying to pick it back up again today.