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The successful writer Oki has reached middle age and is filled with regrets He returns to Kyoto to find Otoko a young woman with whom he had a terrible affair many years before and discovers that she is now a painter living with a younger woman as her lover Otoko has continued to love Oki and has never forgotten him but his return unsettles not only her but also her young lover This is a work of strange beauty with a tender touch of nostalgia and a heartbreaking sensitivity to those things lost forever

10 thoughts on “美しさと哀しみと [Utsukushisa to kanashimi to]

  1. says:

    Utsukushisa to Kanashimi to Beauty and Sadness Yasunari KawabataBeauty and Sadness is a 1964 novel by Japanese author Yasunari Kawabata Opening on the train to Kyoto the narrative in characteristic Kawabata fashion subtly brings up issues of tradition and modernity as it explores writer Oki Toshio's reunion with a young lover from his past Otoko Ueno who is now a famous artist and recluse Ueno is now living with her protégée and a jealous lover Keiko Sakami and the unfolding relationships between Oki Otoko and Keiko form the plot of the novel Keiko states several times that she will avenge Otoko for Oki's abandonment and the story coalesces into a climactic endingMy own copy of this book Published January 30th 1996 by Vintage Paperback 206 pagesتاریخ نخستین خوانش روز بیست و چهارم ماه سپتامبر سال 2016 میلادیعنوان زیبایی و افسردگی؛ نویسنده یاسوناری کاواباتا؛ یاسوناری کاواباتا 1899 1972 میلادی نخستین ژاپنی برنده جایزه ادبیات نوبل هستند «رقصنده ایزو»، «دهکده برفی»، «هزار درنا»، «آوای کوهستانی»، «خانه خوبرویان خفته» و ؛ از آثار این نویسنده ژاپنی ست که به فارسی نیز ترجمه و منتشر شده اند ا شربیانی

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    Does a novel have to be pretty? Can’t a novel give account of sadness?Could a novelist be like a painter or sculptor? I suppose even a woman's hatred is a kind of loveWhat does it take to be a great author? Does one have to condense complex ideas to form out prose which is high on acumen and demanding? Could an author write so effortlessly as if he is making no attempt at all as water falls down a hill; and yet he could strike you so profoundly that your heart weeps out You may find it amusing until you come across one of the best manifestations of art in flesh and bone who we now know as Kawabata for he writes with unaffected simplicity Human relationships have always been complex one which are infused with intricate emotions easy to display but not so to decipher; and there are only a few mortal beings who have been able to express the human emotions with authority which is uintessential to an artist of highest grade; of course Yasunari Kawabata seemed to possess all the ingredients which makes him the artist of avant grade Love is certainly one of those exhibitions of human emotion which has a tinge of pain warped inside comfort of adulation; and love is eccentric profound but despite that it gives you pleasure of immense scale however only to reveal the underlying sadness Through our craving for beauty we long for love only to lose it however through our experience we come to understand that it is sadness which is permanent As the time passes whatever we seem to consider beauty may become sadness And we feel that love is so abstract an emotion that mortal nature of our universe does seem to elude it and yet it needs manifestation of some mortal being for us to feel itBeauty and sadness two seemingly contradictory abstractions are amalgamated into something which though seem condense however may shred into different manifestations attraction rage or jealousy when compressed Yet it takes an artist of the stature of Kawabata who does it with an understated precision of a surgeon to paint an imagery where both abstractions may rest simultaneously but only delicately as if not to disturb the subtle mélange on the tarpaulin of our consciousness And those who are strong enough who can disturb this delicate spiritual balance who can face the wrath of human sensations are welcome here to the world of Beauty and sadness Unlike the painter or sculptor of a realistic portrait he was able to enter his model’s thoughts and feelings to change her appearance as he pleased to invent and to idealize out of his own imagination We are thrown into the world of revolving chairs wherein Oki Toshio a successful author makes a journey to hear the New Year’s bells in Kyoto Loneliness encapsulates him even on this ritual journey as moving chairs reminds him of the emptiness of life The sojourn brings up the penetrating memories from the dark recess of his past His former mistress Otoko Ueno who was only 15 when Oki seduced her lives in Kyoto The beauty of crimson rails reminds him about underlying sadness of life about the time spent with Otoko As we say beauty generally brings sadness underlying beneath it He could not escape the pain of having spoiled her life possibly of having robbed her of every chance for happiness The forbidden passionate affair had resulted in a stillborn child followed by Otoko’s suicide attempt Otoko still loved Oki her baby and her mother but could these loves have gone unchanged from the time when they were a tangible reality to her ?Could not something of these very loves have been subtly transformed into self love? Of course she would not be aware of it A deep remorse struck Oki for he maintains that Otoko's life has been ruined by him since she did not married One must die early if one’s youth immortalized Time has swung its pendulum unaffected of any one’s lives as it has been doing since eternity or is it just an illusion? As even philosophers do not have any satisfactory answer for time and Otoko attained stature of a cursed celebrity due to the most popular novel by Oki Beauty of the novel heightened to the point that it lost any sense of moral uestioning On the other hand Otoko the cursed celebrity has turned out to be a successful painter who lives with her pupil and uaint lover Keiko Time passed But time flows in many streams Like a river an inner stream of time will flow rapidly at some places and sluggishly at others or perhaps even stand hopelessly stagnant Cosmic time is the same for everyone but human time differs with each person Time flows in the same way for all human beings; every human being flows through time in a different way The peace in life of Otoko and Keiko is disturbed by advent of Oki as the deep ridden love of Otoko surges up from the abyss of her consciousness Her awareness of her body was inseparable from her memory of his embrace The tragic event sets tone of the book and sadness takes breath from the graveyard of beauty Several unhealed wounds from the past open up brazenly and hurt all three of them through emotions underlying beneath the veneer of beauty love and we see the haunting world of hate jealously revenge surges up Sometimes it reminded her of that faint murderous impulse that had fitted through her mind If she had killed Keiko she herself would not have gone on living Later that impulse seemed like a vaguely familiar wraith Was that another time when she missed a chance to die The prose of novel as usual is uite picturesue one could actually feel the stillness of hills as if you are sitting right across Oki the narrator you immerse yourself in the peaceful silence of mountains infused with soothing songs of birds when sound of wooden logs interrupts your meditation as if the calmness of universe is disturbed by some cosmic event The characteristic which makes it uniue among novels by the author is that characters are given ample space here to be developed fully unlike other books which are essentially psychological interior monologues Kawabata omits details of some of the seemingly important events it makes the impact all the powerful since we can only imagine what went on It represents a classic example illustrating how great storytelling resides not only in what is shown but in what a writer chooses to omit we generally say beauty lies underneath She could not say why these rather inconspicuous green slopes had so touched her heart when along the railway line there were mountains lakes the sea at times even clouds dyed in sentimental colors But perhaps their melancholy green and the melancholy evening shadows of the ridges across them had brought on the pain Then too they were small well groomed slopes with deeply shaded ridges not nature in the wild; and the rows of rounded tea bushes looked like flocks of gentle green sheep Kawabata painstakingly peels off layers of time to unfurl the spiraling resonations of the past as the ardent jealously and desire for tragic revenge took over Keiko The prose of Kawabata shows several moments of artistic grace interspersed with violent human emotions to their extremes which may be disturbing at times though The nature and thrust of own artistic sensibility of the author in short is the ultimate subject and everything argued and judged confessed and regretted Perhaps because of Kawabata's lightness of touch Beauty and Sadness may appear on casual reading to be rather slight Yet it is perhaps the most elegantly constructed of Kawabata's novels Like all of his works it needs to be relished by the reader slowly like poetry than prose associations must be given time to form small details must be carefully absorbed 455

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    “A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us” Frank Kafka Beauty and Sadness is much than a mere contrivance to attract potential readers this magic narration shrouded in magnificent contradiction has the power to shock right from the beginning with the indwelling lyricism emanating from its title Beauty and Sadness Opposing concepts fused and confused in a blur of balmy ocher and passionate red in the inevitable passage of time and the timelessness of the frozen moment in the unconditional love and the implacable revenge in the reuired brushstroke of fiction to capture a perpetual reality in a canvas This is not a journey for everyone only for those who willfully choose the forking path of love for those who struggle against treacherous jealousy with an obstinacy that does not yield to continuum disillusionment for those who can find in themselves enough insight to bask in that strange scent of mixed roses and cinder for those daring enough to dance to the rhythm of the beat and the beating heart of the beauty and sadnessOtoko and Oki’s affair whose love set fire to their existence and changed not only their lives but also the ones of the yet unborn becomes the center of the story Theirs was a brief but intense relationship Otoko was only fifteen Oki was a married man in his mid thirties with a newborn son When Otoko’s illicit baby dies in childbirth and Oki abandons her she tries to commit suicide but Oki’s brief return brings her back to life Twenty years pass and Oki has become a celebrity thanks to his most famous novel based on his affair with Otoko a book that immortalized their love forever a moving work of art that made of Otoko an eternal young girl of fifteenOtoko has arisen as a battered survivor She is now a recognized painter in the Japanese tradition who has finally found peace in the company of her female pupil and whimsical lover Keiko But Otoko’s love for Oki has never run dry A fateful encounter between Otoko and Oki reopens unhealed wounds from the past and triggers a chain of events which none of them could have ever predicted blurring the thin line between love and hate compassion and revengeHow do we chop through the frozen sea of others? How can we prevent the past coming forward how can we avoid the past reviving again and meeting us in its complete strangeness?A building sense of doom contracts and expands fluidly attuned to the poetic melancholy of the Japanese landscapes where ancient temples traditional ceremonies and snow covered and eerie mounts serve as a nest for the development of this classic tragedy of memorable love loss madness and revenge wrapped up in the stillness and delicate contemplation that such profound feelings reuire Lyric passages about the anthem of human connectedness and their mismatched selves are brought up to life with Kawabata’s careful choice of words Beauty and Sadness is one of those rare but not impossible love stories which can’t be erased like one does with discarded tea leaves at the bottom of a cup or like a forgotten picture buried deep at the back of a neglected drawer This is a hymn to beauty which will remain embedded in the most recondite part of any sensitive pulsating soul The essence of existence becomes a feeble and restrained throb accompanying those who allow themselves to be dragged by the flowing stream of this perturbing storyIn an exotic Japan where tradition and the disturbing presence of unfulfilled desire meditation and yearning colorful art and greyish death are inexorably melted the tearing loss and the stand still moment will reincarnate into scarred flesh invoking cold Beauty and piercing Sadness as a chant for passionate love regardless of the powerful inner currents which presage the insurmountable tragedySomeone somewhere once asked Is love worth it? I would answer that yes it is

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    This uiet haunting novel puts an intriguing twist on the love triangle narrativeOki Toshio is a well known middle aged writer When he was in his early 30s he had an affair with an innocent teenager Otoko got her pregnant he was married at the time and essentially ruined her life He then dealt with the experience in a novel which remains his most popular work Now he’s curious about seeing Otoko again She’s a famous yet reclusive artist still beautiful and living in Kyoto with her young female lover and protégé Keiko Keiko it turns out wants to avenge Otoko’s humiliation by getting back at OkiWhat’s fascinating isn’t the slightly melodramatic plot – no surprise it was adapted twice for film – but the gentle way Kawabata unfolds the plot and character histories like petals gradually opening on a flowerYou’re never really sure who’s still in love with whom and who’s jealous of whom But that’s okay The characters seem typically Japanese polite on the outside and often filled with unspoken yearnings and passions on the inside The exception is Oki’s wife who has put up with a lot and now speaks her mindThis is a short novel but the prose needs to be savoured slowly It's very sensual at times erotic without being sexual if that makes sense Pay particular attention to the sights and sounds The book begins with the arrival of a new year and Oki wanting to hear the ringing of the temple bells There’s a vivid sense of place particularly in the country sectionsOne atmospheric scene is set at a rock garden and another features the lovely imagining of what life was like in an area centuries earlier These details all feel authentic in a book that has three artists at its centre Needless to say the book delivers on the promise of that title There’s lots of beauty plenty of sadness This was the first novel I’ve read by Nobel laureate Kawabata but it won’t be the last

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    Beauty and Sadness is an understated delicate story It begins with the sad memories of Oki Toshio an eminent writer and then gradually but fiercely reveals how those long ago events have done damage to the lives of many All is revealed in an uncomplicated style and without overt judgement from the author He lets the story speak for itself Oki longs for a meeting with Ueno Otoko now famous too an artist the woman whose youth he ruined and to whom the past echoes with obligations left undone She has a young acolyte and lover Sakami Keiko who devises a devious revenge the result is biblicalOtoko is a painter in the classical Japanese tradition a style that is beautiful simple and yet sophisticated Kawabata paints this story with the same sparse brush There is just enough information to convey exactly what is meant and yet there is much blank space for the reader to fill in with their own thoughts The selfishness of Oki is shocking He had behaved horribly and then he writes a book about it It was the tragic love story of a very young girl and a man himself still young but with a wife and child only the beauty of it had been heightened to the point that it was unmarred by any moral uestioningAnd there's Fumiko Oki's wife who wanted his love to be in this book shares the guilt “Because you can’t write about someone you don’t love someone you don’t even hate? All the time I’m typing I keep wondering why I didn’t let you go”“You’re talking nonsense again”“I’m serious Holding on to you was a crime I’ll probably regret it the rest of my life” The book makes him famous but it seems as though it is a book better left unwritten Or is it? The book is deeply loved does makes Oki famous This implicates his readers in the sin by enjoying its fruits And novels within novels it turns around and accuses us tooKeiko sweet avenging angel She acts on Otoko's behalf Everyone in this story seems to want to contain the past holding it as a perfect item of sorrow or beauty Keiko shatters that precious notion and all is completedThere are many lyrical descriptions in Beauty and Sadness and if it were a painting its dominant tone would be green It is yamato e than impressionist but there's that too If there is such a thing as the Japanese mind it is glimpsed at here in Kawabata's words

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    Devastating elegance After reading this I found out that it was his last novel And it was the first by him I’ve read Now not sure which way to go He touches such a deep nerve And he does it without being pretentious I might expend on this later

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    45 Stars Review to come

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    The acrylics are laid on a wooden table with monochromatic perfection A blank canvass waits to be explored Water droplets glisten as they leave the auburn bristles of the brush A flurry of horizontal strokes awakens the sordid paleness A dash of vertical Prussian blue collides with wavy ochre Vermillion over emerald Sienna peeping through the cobalt notes The brushes fall and fingers reign the dyed paper The fingers run wild flooding the whiteness like an angry rainbow across the empty sky The sanctity of the easel lost to the festering colours The tinted viscosity blurs the didactic depiction normalizing irrationality between the artist and the portrait Consuming art Consuming loveBasho writes The temple bell stops But the sound keeps coming out of the flowersIsn't the consciousness of love like these temple bells? Long after its physicality ends the essence lingers through budding emotions within the delicate sounds of the past How is it to experience a love so abstract that death seems a friendly stranger? Ueno Otoko loving a man who stole her childhood delineates the purity of an overwhelming emotion –love and not clemency Otoko lost her baby during a painful childbirth; a tearful goodbye with only the memory of her child’s pristine black hair Otoko was 16 when she overdosed on sleeping pills after her baby’s death; a bid to escape the encumbering deficient love As a solitary blossom among the sea of stones Otoko bloomed amid the darkness of a distorted love perplexed at her long survival The colours in her portraits were tales of Otoko’s poignant heart ; the brush strokes searched her child’s face She had no idea of the face and form of her baby only a vision in her heart She knew very well that the child in her Ascension of an Infant would not look like her dead baby and she had no wish to paint a realistic portrait What she wanted was to express her sense of loss her grief and affection for someone she had never seen She had cherished that desire so long that the image of the dead infant had become a symbol of yearning to her She thought of it whenever she felt sad Also the picture was to symbolize herself surviving all these years as well as the beauty and sadness of her love for OkiIn a Girl of Sixteen Oki immortalized the woman he considered his only passionate love A woman who at a tender age of 15 lost her virginity to a much married man in his 30s Kawabata delineates Oki as a man lost in egocentric love; even though ridden by guilt of blemishing Otoko’s youth Oki pursued the forbidden tenderness as though the inherent madness of it all kept him alive It was the tragic love story of a very young girl and a man himself still young but with a wife and child only the beauty of it had been heightened to the point that it was unmarred by any moral uestioningThe stillness of his memories kept Otoko alive through his writings and the ringing of New Year’s bells in Kyoto with each passing year What were memories? What was the past that he remembered so clearly?he could not escape the pain of having spoiled her life possible of having robbed her of every chance for happinessthe vividness of the memories mean that she was separated separated from himFrom flaunting his affairs to Fumiko to consciously leaving his wife out of the memoirs for an untainted tale of intricate passionate love and earning his generous royalties from the book; Oki is an outright amoral man Kawabata gives a picture of a reckless man imparting ugliness through beautiful sentiments In the autumn of his life how could he hope for forgiveness from a woman who lived his aberrant repercussions?Keiko on the other hand is a misguided passionate lover One could say her love for Otoko was mere teenage infatuation but her determination in seeking revenge from Oki throws a different light on Keiko’s commitment to Otoko Kawabata underplays homosexuality limiting Keiko’s relationship with her teacher Otoko only to the idea of revenge It may be due to Otoko resisting of letting go her past ghosts spinning a web of jealousy for Keiko Or Kawabata hesitated in exploring a lesbian love due to cultural restraints Otoko still loved Oki her baby and her mother but could these loves have gone unchanged from the time when they were a tangible reality to her? Could not something of these very loves have been subtly transformed into self love?Of course she would not be aware of it She had been parted from her baby and her mother by death and from Oki by a final separation and these three still lived within her Yet Otoko alone gave them this life Her image of Oki flowed along with her through time and perhaps her memories of their love affair had been dyed by the color of her love for herself had even been transformed It had never occurred to her that bygone memories are merely phantoms and apparitions Perhaps it was to be expected that a woman who had lived alone for two decades without love or marriage should indulge herself in memories of a sad love and that her indulgence should take on the color of self loveKeiko Otoko’s protégée and a jealous lover avenged Otoko’s melancholy through the malicious play of her physical splendor consuming Taichiro in her seduction Fumiko whose love was loyal and simple towards Oki yet appallingly as she prospered in Otoko’s printed exhibition Otoko who still loved Oki her mother and her baby and never let go of her 16 yr old from her soul the very reason of her being hesitant in sketching Keiko somehow seem to be her teenage apparition And Oki who could never distinguish nostalgic remorse from factual remorse Akin to the moss covered roof at the restaurant that never had the chance to dry out because being weighed down by the huge tree all of Kawabata’s characters were stuck in time buried under the obscurity of memories and prejudices Time passed But time flows in many streams Like a river an inner stream of time will flow rapidly at some place and sluggishly at others or perhaps even strand hopelessly stagnant Cosmic time is the same for everyone but human time differs with each person Time flows in the same was for all human beings every human being flows through time in a different wayIssa writes Cherry blossoms in evening Ah well today also belongs to the pastLove is narcissistic deviant vengeful powerful and yet somehow beautiful It breathes life into one’s solitude only to revel in the silence of emptiness Happiness is transient and it is in sadness that tranuil loveliness bloom like a white lotus on fire Beauty encompasses sadness through a spate of sorrows and death; the fleeting exuisiteness of cherry blossom that eventually meets the earthly grave

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    If we rid ourselves of every cultural artifact that blended love and hate together in eual measure we would be be left with very little that is worth remembering Love without hate is optimistic and hate without love is depressing but to have both That is an accurate portrayal of ourselves and after countless millennia we still crave the tales that delve unflinchingly into that bright and terrible line between the two But is it really a line? What causes one to cross it and for how long? And do we really travel from one realm to another the euphoric uplift and the bitter agony via clean and complete transitions? Is it all that simple? By those rules this book should have never existed one detailing the relationship between a young girl and a man twice her age The repercussions stretch on for than twenty years as the man and his family live off the fruit of that story of illicit love and the girl grows into a woman who wins the love of a girl hellbent on revenge for these past wrongs And through the man's dangerously blind romanticism and the woman's traumatized solitude they still believe in their love for each other Blindness and trauma The poison is bubbling to the surface everywhere the characters look and yet they carry on as if there is nothing to be worried about The man sees only his reflection in the women around him and the girl twists this image into a hook to drag him down The woman unconsciously builds a shrine to the pain and sorrow of the past and the son ignores the warning signs at every turn And for what Love? The love in this story is a wound easily made and nigh impossible to heal and the pleasure of it writhes in bed with the agony Is it really worth it?Look around you I'd say the world thinks so

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    This is gonna get hypothetical because there are film versions of Beauty and Sadness Tristesse et beauté and Utsukushisa to kanashimi Somehow I haven't seen either one of these not even when mass viewing Charlotte Rampling films in the early '00s; nor when bingeing on Japanese cinema also in the early '00s I'll rectify this in the future My movie watching has dropped off significantly in the last three years Maybe it's how I take on foriegn feelings as if they could be related to me I've been leaning towards photosenthesis style I'm a vegetable and in my coma I'm living all these other lives less repeating back how people well actors say things to get what they mean in case of missed subtexts and I'M the actor and it the books are all big movies in my head So I think despite that there are films of this Hypothetical 'cause these movies may not do any of the things I'm about to suggest that maybe I would have felt less studio egos pushing in how they say it went down and home movie if this had been a movie with actors for me to attach myself to emotionally I know I'm contradicting what I said about why I might've turned to books these days But damn some of the major players in Beauty and Sadness were TOO idealized and I got impatient and wish they'd stop insisting it was all so fucking pure If it were a movie I could have watched someone and thought Wow she looks really sad I feel really bad for her I couldn't put on a pedestal the long ago love affair between middle aged Oki married with a baby and fifteen year old at the start sixteen at its end in the physical world Okoto Oki immortalizes their young love they love as teenagers do As only teenagers do? I don't know if I believe that More on that later in a popular novel Both feel forever young by its everlasting at least in the twenty years they've been apart popularity I didn't see what the big deal was about Oki He's just a middle aged guy who feels he lost something that had ended Where was the backbone? The weakened knees and hearts of fire weakened hearts of fire Dying lights? Oki was really just the bland old man He wouldn't catch my eye I'm pretty certain I don't know if I believed it was ever as great as either one of them imagines it to be Okoto is a painter Yeah self obsessed artist types It must've been great to see each other reflected back in each other's eyes? So the teenager thing I said I would get to later If it's the first time it can't feel comparable to other things sure Oki maybe wanted to feel young by being with the teenaged girl I didn't get the sense that either one of them wanted to still be together as older people Okoto was not tied to any one else her mother is totally different thing altogether free to force herself not carefree but destructively free into these highly romanticized interludes Oki would love having a new life than his old one What else did he have to lose? Teenagers do seem to have that free of the future airs I'm not arguing my case at all am I? Oki wasn't a teenager So there Okoto loses their baby when she is sixteen She tries to kill herself Her mother puts her in an institution for a while the right thing to do and then they move to Kyoto to get away from Oki's memory Oki never comes for her He writes a novel about it Okoto paints pictures of the unborn baby She's a lot of whatifs and idealizations that I couldn't see in my mind Where are the eyes for ME to see reflections in? Descriptions of paintings and novels were not doing it for me After years of being all alone Okoto makes a name for herself as an artist I tried to find online the trick photograph of the geisha that may or may not be two geisha that inspires her painting No luck Troubled namelessly so Keiko is her student and lover Keiko is Kawabata's loved extraordinarily beautiful young woman An actress portraying her in a movie would have much to work with as far as changeability goes but towards what?Teenaged love? I don't know if I believe in it However too much wouldn't be a good thing I wish so much that Keiko had taken shape apart from the memories of the adults She claims to want revenge she says she's jealous a whole lot If I could have seen it instead of having it described to me I'm not some blind dude on a date with a woman describing sunsets to him I can see I know I can It was kinda interesting how Fumiko Oki's jealous wife receded into the background of her own life after the novel was published Oki is such a cold bastard he has her type his manuscript of his affair with the teenager for him She miscarries apparently because of this trauma After the public receives the novel with love and affection she herself is hardly a spot in the corner of its eye she sort of accepts what happened because it was written about What the fuck is with these people going over what happened until it becomes some unshakeable myth? Couldn't someone have done something? Fumiko could have left her husband Oki could have left his wife Okoto could have gone to a real hospital in the first place so she wouldn't lose her baby just because her married lover was ashamed of her Mom could've left her crazy daughter in the hospital They do all this shit because they believed too much in that damned teenaged feeling Oh yeah I was saying that I liked how the wife playing into that flicked the switch on what they were doing than any of that navel gazing or nutty revenge schemes ever did Oh yeah I wanted to say that it wasn't pure because it was first and stopped all else in its tracks That pretty much makes it impure What good is it then? It's blockage like a hard to pass turd I guess total immersion in books isn't good when there are wrong things like teenagers I want to ignore Let's go to the movies