Klara and the Sun by Kazuo Ishiguro

Somewhat randomly I read The Remains of the Day a little while back and loved it, even though it’s entirely unlike the stories I usually read.

I’m really enjoying Klara and the Sun too - in-particular I’m enjoying how the story has these quite sharp shifts in where you think the story is going, but they’re just dropped casually, almost as a throw-away line, and you’re left thinking about the huge implications of so few words.

I also just love Ishiguro’s writing style and creativity - it’s like he’s painting a picture with black on white, and that picture is great - but the white space forms a picture too, and with that he adds so much more.

With each story he’s setting out to take you on a specific emotional journey, but he’s not holding your hand and showing you so much as guiding you with as little effort as possible such that when you get there, you feel like you got there on your own, and so it hits so much harder as a result - even though he very carefully led you. It’s hard to describe! But it’s amazing, I’d be surprised if I’ve not read everything of his soon!