The book I'm currently working my through as most of you know, is Death in Midsummer by Yukio Mishima. If you saw how small the book is, you'd be asking me why it's taking so long. It's a book of short stories, that has been translated from the original Japapnese.
I was sitting on our stairs this morning trying to get through one of the more painful stories called Patriotism.
While I was sitting there, I questioned why I was reading this.
Having a deep love for the Japanese culture is one.
I wanted to read Mishama because he has always interested me as well.
Years ago, we came across a photo book, and always admired the grahic black and white photos and the look and feel of it as well.
Mishima was a force of nature. He may have been insane. I don't think I can even try to summerize his life so here is the wikipedia entry.
He is old style Japanese. Meaning everything is very well thought out, and not just a half thought. The stories he has written are very powerful, and read like a mini movie. They are very intense. Sometimes he comes off as a cold writer. Maybe that is the translation. Maybe that's his way, being distant.
The story Patriotism is about a young Lieutenant who commits seppuku and his beautiful wife who watches and then kills herself as well.
Not the most positive read, but beautifully written. The pain intense and almost unbearable.
I have 3 more stories to read. Wish me luck.