I purchased Kafka on the Shore the other day, and I began reading it today. I'm only about fifty pages in, but I'm already enjoying it very much.
Though much of my enjoyment comes from the simple fact that it's written well, I also feel drawn into it for reasons that are too hazy to articulate yet—and I love that feeling. I'm sure that you know exactly what I mean.
Though much of my enjoyment comes from the simple fact that it's written well, I also feel drawn into it for reasons that are too hazy to articulate yet—and I love that feeling. I'm sure that you know exactly what I mean.