Or at least his writing would be improved no end if the fantasy were low-key rather than the 'marvel at my character, for (s)he is Archetype' crap.
Paradoxically, the reverse is true of Cory Doctorow's most recent novel, where the fantasy stuff is, at least, different (the hero is the son of a mountain and a washing machine). His fault is that the slice-of-life stuff is frankly lame.... and I am certain that he knows this. You can tell that Doctorow realises that setting up a mesh wireless network, and for that matter writing a novel where one of the main sub-plots is the heroic negotiating with people to allow wireless access points in their shops and offices, is not 'edgy' and that the hip and urban (as opposed to suburban with dodgy hips) think he is an old fuddy-duddy for thinking that mobile phones and mobile operators are The Man.
Perhaps they should collaborate.
Strange times, indeed.