I’m nearly at the end of Kafka
on the Shore now, and it still doesn’t make any sense. But herein lies a
conundrum because it’s been a fascinating read – utterly enthralling. And so I
wonder whether the last few pages will somehow explain it so it does make sense. And then the small
voice that sits in my head and prompts my occasional, offbeat thought processes
said:
‘Why does a story have to make sense?’
And that sounds to me like a good place to start a new thought process.
Meanwhile, I decided not to finish the book tonight but to leave it at a cliff hanger. Mr Hoshino has just been talking to the neighbourhood cat, and the cat has offered to show him how to close the stone. This pleases him because Nakata – who is now inconveniently deceased and lying in the next room – told him that once you have opened a stone, it’s an absolute duty to close it again. Can I wait until tomorrow…
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