…. is a novel by Japanese writer Haruki Murakami. LTGW loaned it to me last week and I’ve finally worked my way through it.
I suspect I will have to read it again, but any book which is ‘about’ consciousness and contains the sentence “I was myself, waiting on the shore for me to return” is probably worth it.
The relentless quotidian detail, mixed with monsters, mad scientists, music, netherworlds and endless fashion details, had me thinking about Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
Next up: “Kafka on the Shore,” also loaned by LGTW (he’s moving and he’ll have fewer things to move this way…) I had a copy of “Wild Sheep Chase” but I haven’t seen it since the move.
Sekai no owari to hÄdoboirudo wandÄrando