Darren’s Reviews > The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle > Status Update

"I held May Kasahara's hand in my pocket. It was a small hand, and warm as a sequestered soul."

don't want this to end... already looking forward to re-reading!

"Is this shovel a real shovel?"

"Of all the kinds of time available to me here, I lose track of which kind I am using."

"I was nothing but a pathway for the person known as me." - this book is so good, it's almost off the scale...

"A sense of reality was now strangely absent." - you can say that again, Haruki!

Part 1 of 3 down, and increasingly intriguing...
(reminding me of Kafka, Camus and also one of my fave movies "After Hours")

I had as many demands on my time as a migratory bird has collateral assets.