nastybun

I just finished reading Murakami’s The Wind Up Bird Chronicle. It’s a funny sort of book.. I’ve tried three times to explain how I feel about it, but I keep deleting the words. I know I enjoyed it, but I don’t know why. That’s either a measure of how unique the storytelling is, or my shortcomings in understanding my own mind. A little of both, I think. A lot of the time I was reading it without really taking it in, but that doesn’t seem to matter.. it doesn’t require thought or analysis to be enjoyed, you just need to tag along with Mr. Okada and let him regale you with the slightly impossible things that happen to him.