Haruki Murakami is the bestselling Japanese writer. He’s been writing since 1979. Of course, I had heard of him before, but I only read him for the first time a few weeks ago. The book I read was a short one on running called “What I Talk About When I Talk About Running”, which was really a memoir. It revealed him to be an honest, frank and direct writer.
That book was my gateway drug into his fiction, and I’ve started to read his 1,328 page 3-volume novel “1Q84”. Supposedly not the easiest Murakami to start with, I’m loving it. Continue reading “I’m Discovering the World Of Murakami”