When he was home, Tengo usually wrote from first thing in the morning until the approach of evening. All he needed to satisfy him was his Mont Blanc pen, his blue ink, and standard manuscript sheets, each page lined with four hundred empty squares ready to accept four hundred characters. … As the sun was setting, he would head out for a long walk, and once the sun was down he would read a book while listening to music.


Haruki Murakami 1Q84

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