About 2 years ago, the writer of a show I was in handed me a copy of Murakami's The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle, and told me it was his favorite book. He and I had been getting to know each other, had discovered some common love of weirdness and artiness, and I believe this book was both a gesture of potential friendship, and a test, which I failed miserably.
I found I couldn't get through it, mostly because I kept waiting for something to happen, and it never really did. If anybody feels like commenting, could you please tell me why you think I should give this book another chance, or if I was right in my initial assessment?
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