As of late, I have been obsessed with the novels of Haruki Murakami. So far I’ve read five of his novels, plus a collection of short stories. The latest was Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World. As with every one of his novels so far, I wasn’t disappointed at all. This one has a bit of a sci-fi bent to it, however I wouldn’t classify this as a sci-fi novel. I hesitate to go to much into the details of the book, as I think its best to discover Murakami on one’s own. One of the things that amazes me about Murakami’s work, is that each novel is wonderful and amazing in its own special way. While there are definately themes that are constant throughout, they at least feel like they are being used in a different way.
A few of the things I like about Murakami are: music plays a big part in the lives of his characters. his novels are full of love, spirituality and encourages us to seek out the connections with others. There is room for the reader inside his stories. It is both simple and complex at the same time. Often it feels like a dream, that you could just get lost in for all eternity. And sometimes, you do.