Do you remember reading the wind-up bird chronicles?
Wasn't too long ago either. I had one of those self loathing dates with myself wherein I drag myself to a restaurant and eat alone, treating myself to a tri-tip sandwich on baguette bread with mango sauce. Across from me was another loner deep into his book and I overheard his waiter comment to him about the book. I wasn't eavesdropping.
I'd say it was 2012-ish. I quit going on self loathing dates around that time. I don't know how I managed it, but I learned the title that seemingly was popular with peeps like me and restaurant waiters. Did I ask the stranger what he was reading? I must have, though I don't remember, because otherwise how would I know what it was called. I found a copy at the library and for some cryptic reason decided not to blog about it.
After all this time, I don't know why I've decided to mention it. Could it be that it was considered a banned book? Did I feel blogging about a book written by Haruki Murakami would scare readers away from my blog (as if). Whatever the reason, I'm going to recommend this book, although I've forgotten how good it was, because life's too short to be searching for good reads.
The other day I decided I needed a break from reading My dark Vanessa and figured out how to use Overdrive with my local library account to check out The Whistler by John Grisham. I like psycholical twists, but the former just has my brain doing flip-flops trying to understand the female psyche. The wind-up bird chronicles is worth a second read and I'm going to add it to my wish list.
I'm sure you can find reviews and synopsis on the story better than I can describe. I can only recall a [Spoilers?]Japanese girl with a limp she obtained a a result of killing her biker boyfriend. A soldier stuck in a well in Mongolia and that's it. Yet I still have a deep curiosity to get my hands on a copy and read it again.