A review by ranarafeh
South of the Border, West of the Sun by Haruki Murakami
4.0
As a person analytic by nature, I tend to think deeply about why I like what I like? Why my tastes gravitate a certain way?
However, I am at a loss when I come to apply this approach to my literature preferences.
I like every Murakami work I lay my hands on because they make me feel an almost dreamlike sensation where the words link up in the creation of a symphony that resonates with the fluctuating beats of my heart.
I don’t know why I feel so strongly, I have no answer, but I also don’t know the complex workings behind sheer emotion.
However, I am at a loss when I come to apply this approach to my literature preferences.
I like every Murakami work I lay my hands on because they make me feel an almost dreamlike sensation where the words link up in the creation of a symphony that resonates with the fluctuating beats of my heart.
I don’t know why I feel so strongly, I have no answer, but I also don’t know the complex workings behind sheer emotion.