Kafka on the Shore

This is another Murakami novel, and although I liked Hardboiled Wonderland, I’m appreciating this one even more.  It is full of descriptions which continually edge up against the banal, and then slide past your expectations and go to a place entirely new.

There’s a picture of Murakami on the back cover.  He’s in his late fifties, and he has a face that makes you think, “A sense of humour, a sense of wonder, a sense for the rhythm of things.”

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Born 1958. Not dead yet.

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