As I got a fire burning with pages torn from an old paperback, my brother, Kevin, shuffled down the hill to the creek. The book was The Moviegoer, and I’d read about a third, so there was plenty of early narrative to burn. In the past when we’ve backpacked for elk, I’ve started fires with The Big Sleep, The Deep Blue Good-by—even Gone With the Wind has gone up in smoke. You can start a lot of fires with Scarlett O’Hara’s pining for the woodenheaded Ashley Wilkes.