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Dec. 15 (Diary) I threw away a book once.

Sun.

I buy books when they are new. I don’t borrow books from the library. And although I have made it my motto to never sell or throw away books, only once in the past have I thrown away a batch of more than 30 books.

I have always loved that author. From his debut novel, I have read every new release and watched the movie when it was made into a film. Of course, I also carefully followed his interviews in magazines.

The novelist was truly ahead of his time, and his essays were excellent, always giving me a pep talk and reminding me to use my head and live properly. If I write any more about him, I will be known who he is, so I will quit, but in a sense, I respected him.

One day, however, I bought a copy of his new essay, and as I read it with a smile on my face, I couldn’t believe my eyes when I came to one sentence.

It was a sentence that said, “Now that you are reading this, people like you are the worst” (that may not be an accurate description). There, my hand, which had been happily reading, completely stopped.

That’s not going to happen.” And then I continued with this thought
I’ll be damned if I’m going to say that.

Whether I paid for it or not, it seemed to me that it was making fun of the readers, the fans for that matter. This is because it is the one and only word that a creator should never say, not only in essays, but also in music, paintings, and movies.

A famous female writer once ridiculed the novelist, saying that she had been completely spoiled by her time, and she was right.

If I had picked up the book with a little knowledge of what was written beforehand, I might have forgiven her a little. Certainly, I was at fault for choosing such a book (work).
But even so, it was still a word that I should never have used.

At that moment, I tore the book of essays I had just bought to shreds. It was the first time I had done such a thing since I was in kindergarten (because the main character of the book was so pitiful).

Still not giving up, I tied all the books on the bookshelf space reserved for that person with string and put them in a corner of the garage to be taken to the scrapyard for recycling. I didn’t want to leave them anywhere near me for even one more second (even though the books were innocent).

A single word can end a friendship or a romantic relationship. It was a sudden breakup.

In the first place, as long as the book is in print, it must have passed through someone’s eyes. Still, I felt that it was only the conceit of the author and the publisher that allowed the fatal words to be seen by the readers.

Now, whenever I see that author on TV or elsewhere, I immediately change the channel. Rumor has it that he has recently published a novel of nostalgia in the style of a private novel.

The name reminds me of a friend with whom I had a falling out a long time ago. I hope he is well, even though we will never see each other again.

I wrote this in a bit of anger. I regret it.

Beautiful, but why is it blooming now, winter cherry blossoms?

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