“Let's make a grave…” And that's what we did. Everyone was crying for the poor dead bird as they went around murdering flowers Keiko-chan, the eponymous "Woman", is different; it's not explained how or why but that's not important, you can draw your own conclusions, or not. She learns his to mimic being "normal" by imitating her coworkers and slavish adherence to the company manual. If she is the perfect convenience store employee no-one will notice she is an imperfect human. I don't identify with Keiko-chan, per se, but I empathise with her; I understand some of her motives and can take some learnings from her experiences. It's probably pithy to point out this is not a book about a convenience store. Like "Clerks" is not a movie about a convenience store. Like "Lord of the Rings" is not really about rings; it's about hiking. As much as Murata's delightfully odd novel is about discount yakitori, it's about belonging and acceptance and self esteem. Thanks for reading this post via RSS!…
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