I am not sure when I first started reading Tom Robbins, but I’m guessing it was some time in the ’80s, and I know it was when I picked up at a used bookstore a copy of his early work, Still Life with Woodpecker. The title intrigued me, and then the plot itself, such as it is. Redheads, pyramids, alien conspiracies, and the philosophy of life. This was mind-bogglingly
weird, and I wanted more. Here are a few of my favorite Robbins novels.
Even Cowgirls Get the Blues. Born with enormous thumbs, Sissy Hankshaw puts them to good use by becoming a hitchhiker, traveling to New York to model for a gay feminine products tycoon who sends her along to the Rubber Hose Ranch, where she meets the transcendent Bonanza Jellybean.
Jitterbug Perfume. Exiled by his subjects when his first gray hair comes in, King Alobar seeks immortality and finds it through his reincarnated mate Kudra, the Greek god Pan, and the smell of beets. 
Skinny Legs and All. Trailed by several sentient inanimate objects, Ellen Cherry Charles travels to New York in an aluminum roast turkey to bring art and transcendence to Middle East politics.
Fierce Invalids Home from Hot Climates. Switters, a pacifist CIA agent who embraces all his self-contraditions, must travel to a Moroccan nunnery to rid himself of a curse that keeps his feet off the ground.

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