This novel, written by the same writer for the novel Masks, that I reviewed a few days ago, is about a well-off household in prewar Japan that is preparing for the arrival of a new concubine. The narrative perspective of this arrival is primarily from the first wife. This is a sad and frustrating novel. It’s sad and earnest, and gives voice to what is inherently a silenced voice. This novel also predates other novels that I have read that discuss the concept of bringing […]
A small-scale happiness and a modest harmony
The Waiting Years by Fumiko Enchi
