Never mind, because as the reader will have already noticed, this is just some post modern plot device.
You just have to love it.
With Ghosts, Paul Auster's second book in The New York Trilogy, I once again really liked the beginning. OK, I wasn't sure about all people having colours for names, but still, I really liked the story. And then, after that, it just kind of stopped for me. I found the end very unsatisfactory, and I'm still wondering if and how the three parts of this trilogy will fit together.
Ghosts is the second book in the New York Trilogy by Paul Auster