Look what arrived at my doorstep one week ago (and with Sinterklaas, even):
It’s Murakami’s new novel, De Kleurloze Tsukuru Tazaki en Zijn Pelgrimsjaren! (Or in English ‘Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage’) Along with a bag, aw yeah!
Halfway November I first read about the Murakami Festival that will be held in Amsterdam on January 11th. Participants received the book more than a month ahead of everyone else. Organised by the publisher and the literary magazin Das Mag, the festival will consist of book clubs that take place in 15 different locations in Amsterdam (and another location in Rotterdam) at the same time. I’m extremely lucky and get to discuss the book at the Cat Cabinet. Honestly I can’t think of a more perfect location to discuss a Murakami novel!
Yesterday I finished Murakami’s The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle, a novel that I had been looking forward to reading for a long time but just kept putting off, just like Kafka on the Shore earlier this year. TWUBC just blew me away. I really need time to digest before I can say anything sensible about it, but I do enjoy reading theories about the book online.
Anyway, today I finally started in Colorless Tsuruku Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage:
I’m marking for bits that stand out in the story, parts that touch me personally, and typical Murakami-isms. So far (I’m only about 80 pages in) this is definitely one of the novels that touches me on a more emotional level…