It’s been a long time since I encountered Dazai, through the translation of “Merry Christmas” that appears in The Oxford Book of Japanese Short Stories. My friend Alice recently read a version which starts with the protagonist inhabiting a squalid apartment, failing at his PhD and despairing at having found himself on the outskirts of life, and she told me that my writing reminded her of Osamu Dazai. It’s the first in a series of probably three parts, called No More Dreams, and I’ve started to pass it around.
Recently I’ve been wrapping up my first novel, which will likely be called Rosebuds and Rye.
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