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This is starting to pick up, although as a reader I still have no real sense (beyond what I've read in reviews) that I should worry about the fate of Owen Quine, the author inexplicably missing from his home since chapter 1.
What I do have is a clear sense that any number of people have reasons to do Owen in, and that a callous world might not grieve long for his demise. And as others have noted, the skewering of various members of the publishing industry by Galbraith/Rowling and, indirectly, Owen is funny hovering at the edge of wince-producing. So again, I will keep reading despite the oddly plodding pacing.