A lot of visitors have recently found their way to my blog while searching for the first words of “Nowhere Man
“Nowhere Man
“Had I been dreaming, I would have dreamt of being someone else, with a little creature burrowed in my body, clawing at the walls inside my chest—a recurring nightmare. But I was awake, listening to the mizzle in my pillow, to the furniture furtively sagging, to the house creaking under the wind assaults. I straightened my legs, so the blanket ebbed and my right foot rose out of the sludge of darkness like a squat, extinguished lighthouse. The blinds gibbered for a moment, commenting on my performance, then settled in silence.”
Literary Lotus 
I suggest this URL if you are interested in Zadie Smith’s comments on Aleksandar Hemon’s hair: http://www.eyeshot.net/zadie1.html. Scroll down to number 4. It’s a funny spoken-word piece, primary about Hemon’s passion for soccer. And about Hemon’s hair, of course.
I read Nowhere Man a year or so ago and loved it. I ran across this quote from Hemon at powells.com:Raymond Carver once told a story about the time he was sitting at his desk, writing a story. The phone rang, and when he picked it up, someone asked for Norman. “Wrong number,” said Carver, but after he hung up, a menacing character named Norman appeared in his story. I guess you can say he was influenced by the anonymous caller. I have been influenced by murdered mosquitoes on my ceiling; by the scent of my cat’s fur; by a neighbor who ripped out the plants we planted in their empty pots; by my father’s childhood stories; by a sunset in Zaporizhye, Ukraine, which owed its breathtaking beauty to the density of iron particles in the air; by a particularly strong double espresso. It is impossible to write without being nearly pathologically opened to influences, if you understand “influence” as a way to be related to the world around, as a mode of perpetual, endless conversation. All I do is filter the influences through language. It’s an exhilarating process. So the question of influences is in many ways a false one: there are so many of them — there need to be so many just to be able to write anything at all — that I need to write books in order to come to terms with all of the influences. You can say that the world is my biggest influence, and the only important one.