Jun 1, 2009 | Fiction |
Though he was going to be a writer, the kind of writing he was going to do was traditional. While at Tokyo University he had published some short stories in a prominent magazine and on the strength of this auspicious debut he had been pleasingly identified as one who...
Apr 14, 2007 | Fiction |
Though august had only begun, autumn insects were already singing. He thought he could detect a dripping of dew from leaf to leaf. Then he heard the sound of the mountain. It was a windless night. the moon was near full, but in the moist, sultry air the fringe of...
