The Diving Pool: Three Novellas

By Yoko Ogawa

The first significant English translation of 1 of up to date Japan's bestselling and such a lot celebrated authors

From Akutagawa Award-winning writer Yoko Ogawa comes a haunting trio of novellas approximately love, fertility, obsession, and the way even the main blameless gestures might comprise a hairline crack of merciless reason. nonetheless waters run darkish in those vibrant but eerie novellas, whose crisp, nearly guileless prose hides unforeseen risk. Stephen Snyder's stylish translations from the japanese whet the urge for food for more.

A lonely teenage woman falls in love along with her foster brother as she watches him bounce from a excessive diving board right into a pool--a atypical infatuation that sends unforeseen ripples via her life.

A younger lady documents the day-by-day moods of her pregnant sister in a diary, taking meticulous notice of a being pregnant which may or will not be a hallucination--but whose hallucination is it, hers or her sister's?

A lady nostalgically visits her outdated collage dormitory at the outskirts of Tokyo, a boarding apartment run by way of a mysterious triple amputee with one leg.

Hauntingly spare, appealing, and twisted, The Diving Pool is a disquieting and now and then darkly funny choice of novellas approximately general those who abruptly notice their very own darkish possibilities.

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I tapped the top of my spoon on my plate. "And the colour, does it seem like lard? " I persevered to disregard her. The sky was once overcast, and a chilly wind rattled the home windows. the stainless-steel counter was once lined with the issues i would used to make the sauceā€”a measuring cup, the milk carton, a wood spatula, and the saucepan. "The noodles are unusual, too," she additional. "The manner they squish whilst I chunk into them makes me believe like i am chewing on intestines, little, slippery tubes packed with abdominal juices. " As I watched those phrases dribble out of her mouth, I fingered my spoon and notion how unhappy it used to be to determine her like this.

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