Unlike many authors, whose books frequently follow both a similar style and genre, Murakami does neither, and The Wind Up Bird Chronicle was entirely different to the author’s two previous offerings I’d read before. It begins with a seemingly ordinary day in the life of a very ordinary man. I had previous read two of Murakami’s books – What I Talk About When I Talk About Running, a memoir that was instrumental to my marathon training back in 2014, and Norwegian Wood, which I read when en route to Sydney the following year. I spent a laborious hour or two turning the pages of the 1001 Books You Must Read Before You Die, and, somewhat aghast that I had not yet ticked 100 off the list, The Wind Up Bird Chronicle was thus plucked from the shelves of the bookstore, and swiftly added to the top of my TBR pile. It was after buying myself a copy of 1001 Books You Must Read Before Your Die by Peter Boxall that I decided to read Haruki Murakami’s much loved novel.
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