It’s not literally difficult to read though, straightforward prose. Probably why I couldn’t finish it on holiday. In any case, it’s definitely not a light read. It’s an account of one man’s surreal self-realisation, a coming of age many years too late. I’ve heard this story described as philosophical, which I suppose it could be. Sometimes you even question whether they are real or just an extension of his conscience. Every single one of them make you pity Okada’s ability to judge character. These are the kind of people I would likely stay at least a table length away from after five minutes of party small talk. Questionable Judge Of CharacterĪlong the way, Mr Okada encounters and befriends a series of curious, uniquely troubled people- the women being the most impactful for me. He also spends an unreasonable amount of time hanging out in a dry well. He then spends a very very long time in a dazed state of denial, trying to sort his life out. The Wind Up Bird Chronicle is a novel about a disillusioned young man, Toru Okada, whose wife (and cat- separately) vanishes under questionable circumstances. A lot of it seemed like a string of dreams that barely made sense -maybe that was the intention, don’t know. This book got battered, I took it everywhere. Every day I was distracted by stuff like food, beaches, tall buildings. I had ambitious intentions but ended up only being able to get through about 30 pages. Strangely engaging….But not A Holiday Read! (Not for me anyway) mostly because I don’t know how to read this month so here’s one I blogged earlier. The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle by Murakami is one I read a long time ago! This is a throwback post….
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