Dinner at the Night Library

I've been reading an awful of fiction translated from Japanese lately. This is probably not surprising to most people who know me. It started with, of course, a string of Haruki Murakami novels before branching out. Recently, this was helpe by the opening of the fantastic Book People whose owner does a fantastic job of stocking a lot of asian authors. I also strongly recommend Flying Books, but it's a longer walk from home.

Dinner at the Night Library was a fun find, and the first hardcover I've bought in ages because holy hell have hardcovers gotten expensive (and take up more space, and weigh more when you move, and who cares the words are the same.) Not a heavy read the plot revolves around a tiny mystery--books start disappearing from a library outside of Tokyo which is dedicated to storing the books collections of dead authors, and no one knows why. It's a cute read and a fast one, but very enjoyable. Pick it up if you get a chance--maybe at the library.

I have, for quite a while, been reading an awful lot of fiction translated from Japanese authors.