Another Haruki Murakami. I believe it is the 2nd but maybe it's just the 2nd one that's been translated. In any case, another interesting and unusual read. It's two tales that seem wholly disparate until Murakami pulls them together. Have you ever knitted or made jewelry? And you have the two ends that eventually come together to form the main body and complete the piece? That's what his story is like.
In this one, the protagonist is a data processor. Not in the sense that we think of that type of resource, but more technical than that. He takes in data, encrypts it in his brain, and shuffles it in his brain - using a process not even the protagonist really understands. Like Murakami's other lead, the data processor leads a mediocre, almost dull life until he gets a contract that ends up completely changing his life as he knows it. To say more would be to give it away.
Did I like it? I would give that a hesitant yes. It's an unusual read that left me slightly dissatisfied at the end. Like when you leave your Coke sitting too long and you suddenly remember it's sitting there and it's exactly the cold fizzy sweet that you want and you take a gulp only to discover it's almost flat and not quite cold anymore. That's the feeling I had at the end of it. Not because it wasn't a good read, because it was. Maybe because I wanted a different ending? I don't know. You decide.
Cross-posted at JoAnn Versus JoAnn.