The Self and Identity in The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle

Murakami is my comfort read if not my guilty pleasure. So, it is no surprise that I turned to him to get me out of a reading slump caused inevitably by my A-Levels. Reading Murakami is a surreal experience much like reading someone’s dream diary: he is the commercial postmodern Kafka. What puts him in … Continue reading The Self and Identity in The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle