My friend Brittany recently found out that I had never read anything by Haruki Murakami. She was shocked. Her immediate response was something along the lines of “And you call yourself a book nerd? YEAH OKAY!” I held my head in shame, because I knew I had one of his books at home. It had been sitting on my shelf for almost two years without being read; I just hadn’t gotten around to cracking it open yet.
When I started debating what book to kick off my 2018 Reading Challenge with, I immediately tore my bookshelves apart, and found my copy of South of the Border, West of the Sun.