I wasn't going to post my experience, but after Brian649 opened up, I figured I'd give it a shot.
I decided to try the novel experiment with a short book. I didn't want to spend a great deal of time on a 400 page novel. I found an old horror novel on one of the shelves. It was less than 200 pages so I figured I would give it a shot. I was a little nervous because the book was described as "scary, grim, fast-paced..." and it was 12:30 at night. Oh well, maybe I'll have a nightmare...
1. A third of the way into the book, my legs began to feel strangely weak. Although I couldn't figure out how this might relate to the book, I decided to check. A couple of pages back, I found that the main character had just killed someone he cared about and was very anguished. I could relate to him having that feeling in HIS legs.
2. Two-thirds of the way into the book, I started thinking about a gypsy woman. I checked the book to find the main character was visiting a psychic/mystic woman for help. This seemed to be a gypsy-like character.
I then finished the book. Remembering Margaret's post, I decided to flip it over and PR it again.
3. Although I didn't know it at the time, the book is "sort of" a werewolf story. My dog came down the stairs and, even though I knew it was him (I could see him in my expanded peripheral vision), for some reason, this really scared me. I realized my heart was racing and I had no idea why. I don't know if it was somehow related to what I was PRing or not. He is constantly running up and down the stairs and I'm to the point that I completely tune him out. I think that my pulse had already begun to race and I noticed it when he distracted me. Was it a response to what I was reading?
4. Somewhere around the halfway point of the book, a slang term for sexual intercourse popped into my head. This is a word that doesn't typically pop into my thinking (unless I've done something like smash my finger with a hammer). It was odd enough that I decided to check the text again. Two pages back from where I was, there was a sex scene that was anything but romantic. It was a violent and disgusting scene. The word that popped into my head was probably more appropriate than any of the more polite words.
5. The most bizarre thing was the dream I had that night. It had nothing to do with the book, but it was unlike any dream I've ever had. It was like a movie. It was a spy thriller very much like something Robert Ludlum might write. It was strange because the dream seemed so intricately plotted. Unlike my normal dreams, it was very sequential. There were characters that came and went and remained consistent throughout. There were none of the odd inconsistencies or "Alice In Wonderland shifts" that are so typical of my dreams. I don't know how this relates to PR but I think that it somehow was.
