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A beautiful and sad quote about mortality by Haruki Murakami

your name


All names fade away, of course. We can say that much for sure.

But there are many ways for this to happen. First there are those whose names fade the moment they die. They’re the easy ones. We mourn their deaths: “The river ran dry and the fish died out,” or “Flames covered the forest, roasting every bird within it.” Next there are those  who go out like an old television, leaving white flickers that play over the face of the tube until suddenly, one day, it burns out completely. These aren’t bad, either: sort of like the footprints of an Indian elephant that’s lost its way. No, definitely not bad. And finally there’s the type whose names fade even before they die…

from “A ‘Poor Aunt’ Story” in Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman by Haruki Murakami

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After Reading Haruki Murakami’s Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman

Haruki Murakami's Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman is an excellent short story collection!

Haruki Murakami’s Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman is an excellent short story collection!

To the reader of Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman,

I loved this collection! It was my intro to Murakami’s short stories and I’m so glad I read it. My favourite stories in the collection are : “Birthday Girl”, “Dabchick” and “Hanelei Bay”.

And while I was reading it, I was extolling its virtues to a friend who LOVES Murakami, and she emailed me a link to an awesome post by Alice Lee on the-toast.net. You’ll only appreciate Alice Lee’s comments if you’ve read Murakami before, so if you aren’t familiar with him, read the stories first. Her article below does more justice to Murakami’s words that anything I could ever write.

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“How To Tell If You Are In A Haruki Murakami Novel”
by Alice Lee

Posted September 24, 2013 at  http://the-toast.net/2013/09/24/tell-haruki-murakami-novel 

“An elephant mysteriously vanishes. A giant frog is waiting in your apartment. Your cat mysteriously vanishes. Two moons hang in the sky. Your wife mysteriously vanishes. A strange man comes to you and asks you to find a sheep, or a woman calls and asks for ten minutes of your time. You might be the protagonist in a novel or short story by acclaimed Japanese author Haruki Murakami. Look around you. If any of these things sound familiar, you might want to get a new collar for your cat:

1. You drink your coffee black.

2. You have a deep and abiding love for old jazz records.

3. You find it easy to have emotionless sex with strangers. If you were to describe the sex to a friend you would use the most abstract language possible, but you never do because you have no friends.

4. You worship the 1960s and the simple comforts in life: black coffee, old jazz records, emotionless afternoon sex. If, however, you are actually living in the 1960s, you mostly just keep to yourself.

5. You find yourself constantly thinking that things would be better if we just went back to how they used to be. You spend days thinking about how only you are living the only real way to live; everyone around you is unrefined, uncouth, and unworthy of your attention.

6. You have a friend who is your complete opposite. If you are quiet and insightful, they are bold and brash. You are unquestioningly good friends, even though you both uncharitably compare yourselves to each other all the time.

7. You are incredibly good at describing any room you are currently in. Every detail is outlined, with strict attention paid to the seemingly non-essential items that fill in the gaps of a careful description. To hear you describe a room is to be able to imagine every single object with perfect clarity, down to how smoothly the paint lies on the walls. You do not know how to describe emotions.

8. The highest compliment you can pay a woman is to not sleep with her.

9. There is a single person you are destined to be with. Your relationship with this person is not just of love, but of total and complete being. The universe was created solely so that you and this person could meet. Be careful: this may also be a sign you are in a Banana Yoshimoto short story.

10. You are forced to leave your home and journey in search of something, you know not what. You go to five-star hotels, small towns, seedy motel rooms, a psychiatric ward in the hills, an island off the coast of Greece. You wait there for something to happen. You wait for a long time, but it is not until you return home that the thing you were waiting for actually happens. It surprises you, yet afterward you still feel unresolved. No matter what you do, you always are left feeling unresolved, catharsis always just out of reach.

Note: This applies to men only. If you are a woman in a Murakami novel, you have probably already disappeared.”

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Book Drop: Stuart McLean’s Vinyl Cafe Diaries goes to Kansas!

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Context for this Book jacket Letter: I sent Stuart McLean’s Vinyl Cafe Diaries to Kansas, as part of a Christmas card exchange organized through http://leeswammes.wordpress.com. It was such a fun exchange!

 

Dear reader,

Greetings from Canada! If you are reading this letter, this book drop has been successful! Before you begin to read, here’s a little bit about the book…

I liken Stuart McLean to a pair of old slippers: they might not be flashy or cutting edge, but they are dependable, comfy, and the best thing for a Sunday morning. For this reason, he may not be known as one of Canada’s greatest authors; but in the nearly 20 years since he created the radio show The Vinyl Cafe, he certainly has become a national treasure.

The Vinyl Cafe was developed as a radio variety show, featuring musicians from coast to coast. But the highlight for many listeners was the story McLean wrote, read and shared each show. The stories featured Dave, the owner of The Vinyl Cafe, his wife Morley and their family’s hilarious adventures that end with strong moral messages. In fact, if Norman Rockwell had been a writer, he would have sounded a lot like Stuart McLean: funny, human, quirky, and wholesome.

Vinyl Cafe Diaries is McLean’s fourth Vinyl Cafe installment and features one of my favourite Holiday stories: “Christmas on the Road”. If you’ve never read him, I urge you to check out one of his many books or download podcasts  at http://www.cbc.ca/radio/podcasts/arts-culture/vinyl-cafe-stories/. Then sit back in your rocking chair (or any chair) and relax, because you’ll be smiling in no time.

Have a lovely holiday,

Libby

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