Someone gave me Proust Was a Neuroscientist. I read it. It only works if you modulate your mental voice so that every sentence comes out as Beaver Cleaver saying, "Gee whiz!" The chapters on Proust and Woolf are pretty convincing, the others less so. Proust and Woolf were directly interested in the nature of consciousness, memory, and perception, whereas Whitman, say, really was a mere sensualist at heart--and I don't mean that as an insult. Critical consensus: I would definitely fuck Jonah Lehrer. Dude's cute as shit.