Me and Murakami have a very difficult relationship. It started few years back when a friend gifted me "Norwegian wood". It is like this: I read him, I don't dislike him, or his writing, but when I finish his books I am always like: and so?. I also created a book club to read "Kafka on the shore" to try to discuss with others on what I was missing of this writer. If you are asking why I tell you it is because I really want to find what people love of him, and I don't. So I had given up, untill my mum gave me this little book full of nice drawings, and I decided to give him another try. I started the book and I really liked it, I was so much into this magic story, these nice drawings making you live in a dream. Then I reached the last page and I wanted to scream at him: you did it again Mr. Murakami, you cheated me!!. One thing is to finish with an open end, another is to not finish a book, 'cause this is exactly what he does for me.
I am sorry, I just can't see it, I just can't!
Actually from today I stop to be sorry about it, he is just not for me...
