(Read in Chinese) There is a certain power to an artist doggedly sticking to the same subject matter over the course of many years and works - by engaging with these kinds of artists you come to realize that for some, creativity is a constant process of adjustment and perfection, the search for the quintessential expression of some grand idea that defies simplicity. The work of Tsuge Yoshiharu could be pegged as repetitive if these stories of wandering manga artists, wobbly marriages, and depressing sex didn’t feel so authentic. The choice to make his characters so constant and the circumstances of their lives so consistent gives the read the impression that at least part of each of these stories was lived by the author himself. The fact that he freely allows (encourages) his reader to identify the character with the author, even as the characters are doing or fantasizing about the darkest, most depraved, and most shameful things, shows tremendous creative courage. In this overwhelming recognition of the pettiness and inherent unfairness of life, I’m reminded of the work of Emil Cioran, another writer who repeated the same formula over several works in an attempt to tackle the ineffable conflict that is being alive in this world.
My favorite stories in this volume were 吱子 and 不可思議的信, both of which deal with shame over acts performed in a burst of uncharacteristic, unforeseen emotion, and that sum up so perfectly that however much we seek to get carried away with the excitement and energy of being my truly alive, the embarrassment and doubt that comes along with brash emotion waits right around the corner.