crisscrossing.

currently crossreading Murakami’s Kafka on the Shore with John Sellers’ Perfect From Now On (How Indie Rock Saved My Life). bought both books since it’s on sale(20% off) and what perfect way to pamper oneself on a boring turn of time they call new year. anyways, the former is fiction with interrelated crisscrossing plot in what could be described as a marriage of Holden Caulfield and a Hayao Miyazaki movie. the latter is a non-fiction – autobiographical, in the very sense of the word and more like a blog than a book – which details his life as a kid with a Bob Dylan nut for a dad, his high school life, being a Guided By Voices nut, and so on. still quarter-way through both books and i’m not trying to really finish it on a swoop. letting the words and meanings fell and reflecting on it once in a while like sifting through someone’s diary and getting caught on the wonder of it all.