I loved this book. It is rare these days that I read something that completely captivates me, so that I don't want to put it down, but this is easy, complex, thought provoking, sexy and introspective.
The first chapter had me thinking 'what the heck have I started' as the reader is thrown without warning into the schizophrenic viewpoint of the first person; bulimic, confused but highly intelligent. There begins her journey with a young, man, a truck driver, the kind you could meet at any day in the downtown areas of Tokyo.
It is her language, and her self exploration that captured me. Her descriptions of snowflakes, town lights and the light of the trucks own headlights are magical, in a very scruffy and non magical setting.
She discusses many interesting topics internally with herself from the cause and effects of her own bulimia, her career as a journalist and minor celebrity and of course, her new found love interest.
This review does not do it justice.
The book is short, poetic, written as stream of consciousness and uses a lot of free association.
I totally loved it.