Author: Haruki Murakami, Philip Gabriel (translator)
Type: Fiction, novel
I read it: April 2009
A trippy ride that introduces us to the young Kafka Tamura and the old, gentle Nakata. The story takes you down a rabbit hole and never quite brings you back, but not so desperately arbitrary that the reader loses interest in the story. There seems to be forward action although the characters turn inward. There seems to be a conclusion although reality is bent. Just know that you get to meet Johnnie Walker (a cat killer) and Colonel Sanders (a pimp). I’m thinking it’ll be worth a second read.