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Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman.

Speaking of Haruki Murakami, The Times has a review of his latest short story collection, Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman, on their website:
These stories span 25 years of Murakami’s writing life. He claims: “My short stories are like soft shadows I’ve set out in the world, faint footprints I’ve left behind . . . like guideposts to my heart.” It is indeed an intimate pleasure to read them.
I think I've mentioned before that I loved Murakami's previous short story collection, The Elephant Vanishes. Looks like this book won't disappoint either. Can't wait to get my filthy mitts on it!

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  1. Oh, speaking of Elephant Vanishes, here's a (not-too-positive) review of the book by us, if you're interested.

    Wouldn't mind hearing your opinions, actually.

    (besides Elephant Vanishes, there's also a review of Wind-up Bird Chronicles, which I didn't like that much either, although I was okay with Norwegian Woods, which I recently finished)

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  2. Thanks for the link! That was wonderful reading. I, of course, disagree with you and Justin. I don't think The Elephant Vanishes is perfect however, and I agree that "The Wind-Up Bird and Tuesday's Women" shouldn't have been included in the collection.

    But the rest of the tales are intriguing to me, and they all have that weird, surreal sense of irreverence that I like in Murakami's work. I know that isn't everyone's cup of tea, but it's what I like anyway.

    I loved Norwegian Wood! It was the first book by Murakami that I have read. I bought The Wind-Up Bird Chronicles two months ago but haven't had the chance to read it yet. I recently finished Kafka on the Shore, which I loved. I think it's in the same vein as The Wind-Up Bird Chronicles because it too can get pointless at times, so I have a feeling you wouldn't warm up to it either.

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  3. Eek, didn't know that you've replied to me. (next time, drop me a note on my blog)

    Well, I do like Norwegian Wood much more than Wind-up Bird Chronicles. Perhaps I'll do a review of it soon.

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  4. I look forward to reading the review!

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