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Shelves: cherished , tear-jerkers , slice-of-life , melancholia , asian-literature , novellas-short-novels-short-stories , nihon-ga-suki , adoration , by-women-who-matter , open-library The present encapsulates a series of moments which rarely coalesce to form a coherent motif or a recognizable image we can easily identify with only grief or euphoria or even dejection. Melancholia and felicity, hope and disappointment are often indissolubly mixed in this concoction. One cannot have one without the other. But on rare occasions clarity dawns on a fortunate few or those who are sentimental enough to look back at a time which has already merged with the void leaving only a pale The present encapsulates a series of moments which rarely coalesce to form a coherent motif or a recognizable image we can easily identify with only grief or euphoria or even dejection.

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Shelves: cherished , tear-jerkers , slice-of-life , melancholia , asian-literature , novellas-short-novels-short-stories , nihon-ga-suki , adoration , by-women-who-matter , open-library The present encapsulates a series of moments which rarely coalesce to form a coherent motif or a recognizable image we can easily identify with only grief or euphoria or even dejection.

Melancholia and felicity, hope and disappointment are often indissolubly mixed in this concoction. One cannot have one without the other. But on rare occasions clarity dawns on a fortunate few or those who are sentimental enough to look back at a time which has already merged with the void leaving only a pale The present encapsulates a series of moments which rarely coalesce to form a coherent motif or a recognizable image we can easily identify with only grief or euphoria or even dejection.

But on rare occasions clarity dawns on a fortunate few or those who are sentimental enough to look back at a time which has already merged with the void leaving only a pale shadow of its existence hovering uncertainly in its place.

The sense that the three of us were becoming friends seemed to saturate the air between us like a kind of instinct, a pleasurable premonition. Moments which blend resentment and gratitude, restlessness and satisfaction, love and anger in equal measure. Moments which are akin to the blurred landscape on the other side of the frosted glass window on a misty, rain-drenched morning. One can only be dazzled by their burnish once the obfuscating, gauzy veil of time has been lifted.

For the sake of token criticism, one can call Tsugumi, the perennially ailing, delicate waif of a girl with the vicious spirit of a demon, a meaner version of the manic pixie dream girl prototype. It is the bittersweet longing for a lost home that engulfs Maria the narrator every time she steps off a bus amidst the hustle and bustle of upscale Tokyo, an ache which only the gentle sound of Tsugumi sliding the paper door open to her room in Yamamoto Inn can ameliorate.

And it is rather the story of the girl on the cusp of graduating to a newer phase of life, falteringly embracing the idea of a new home, and confronting the growing dread of losing something she had not even recognized she held dear to herself that I wish to cherish for a long time. Fragile bonds which only accumulate substance and strength to grow into pulsating hearts that throb to the uneven rhythms of existence.

Vague silhouettes flickering somewhere in the horizon coming into sharper focus with the shifting of light and the shortening of distance, and metamorphosing into the very people we are accustomed to admire and despise by turns. Yoshimoto is capable of disinterring profound meaning lodged in the depths of the most mundane of occurrences and shucking off the hard shell of superficial reality to reveal its soft, pliant core.

A surge of emotion cuts into my chest, overwhelmingly fierce.

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Today, a dozen-odd years down the road, Banana-mania continues unabated. It will likely be the last summer they spend together: Maria is moving to Tokyo with her parents; Yoko will be moving with her parents when they complete plans for a new hotel; and Tsugumi is dying. In her public persona, Tsugumi is frail and waifish, pale and beautiful, soft-spoken and sweet. Among her family and close confidantes, though, Tsugumi is nothing short of a raving harridan, Japanese-style. Thoroughly spoiled and frequently malicious, Tsugumi provokes fights, lies constantly and generally makes life miserable for those around her. Now, for one final summer, the three girls will hang out together, walk along the deserted beach, reminisce and indulge in summer romances. Goodbye Tsugumi is told in the first person by Maria, who shares a particularly complex relationship with her charismatic cousin.

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Goodbye Tsugumi

Maria is the only daughter of an unmarried woman. She has grown up at the seaside alongside her cousin Tsugumi, a lifelong invalid, charismatic, spoiled, and occasionally cruel. When Tsugumi invites Maria to spend a last summer by the sea, a restful idyll becomes a time of dramatic growth as Tsugumi finds love and Maria learns the true meaning of home and family. In Tsugumi the author has created one of her most palpable and intriguing characters. Leaving behind the town of my childhood, the quiet cycles of fishery and tourism that keep it running, I came to study at a certain university here in Tokyo. My name is Maria Shirakawa. I was named after the Virgin Mother.

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