I can definitely see how that would happen. I laughed when Sophie first appeared and nearly his first act of description was to marvel at the incredible resiliance of the human ass: "Despite past famine, her behind was as perfectly formed as some fantastic prize-winning pear. . ." and imagine himself squeezing it for good measure. He's so obviously pleased that the material for a novel has fallen into his lap, just when he was worrying that he might never be a Great Novelist for want of ideas! and so self-absorbed! What the book is going to do with that, time will tell.