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I don't know how I feel about this. It was beautifully written, but I can't help but feel there was something missing. Was it the translation? I feel like the translator did such an amazing job, tho. Why was the ending so abrupt? What am I missing? I feel like I must be missing something. I enjoyed the first part so much, I loved the first-person narration. It had so much personality and I kind of wish it had stayed in first-person for parts 2 and 3. I don't know, man, I don't know what I think. At times I re-read the same paragraphs 4 times in a row because they were so beautiful I wanted to absorb them, at times I didn't see the point in the story. It was beautifully woven, I admire the way we jumped from one point to the other (mostly, the “time goes by” part got repetitive). But again, what was the point? I can't tell, I'll have to think about it more.
Un poco repetitivo este tomo, y hemos visto menos de Punpun de lo que me habría gustado. Pero el final ha hecho que quiera coger el siguiente tomo en cuanto llegue a casa. Sigo diciendo que este tipo de manga es del que te rompe poquito a poco, pero no es de llorar y querer matarte mientras lees, o al menos es lo que estoy sintiendo yo. Siento que Lazos de Sangre me afectó, más por ejemplo. Aún así tengo ganas de ver cómo continúa todo y como se entrelaza todo lo que se ha ido tejiendo hasta ahora. Espero que no me decepcione!
Primera vez que lloro con la serie y ha sido en las últimas páginas, estando yo en el bus. Wow. Es muy duro verte reflejado.
I guess I expected a bit more of the story, but the art was stunning, and the concept was beautiful. Reincarnation will never not be touching for me.
Beautiful. I appreciate it from so many points of view. Even if it was not meant to be a trans allegory, the feelings it encompass mean the world to me. And as an autistic person, just wow. Just beautiful.
wow, just wow
quotes I kept:
“The freedom to move in space, to demand of my own sweat a perfection that could continually be approached, though never known, waz poem to me, my body & mind ellipsing, probably for the first
time in my life.” p. xi
“without any assistance or guidance from you
i have loved you assiduously for 8 months 2 wks & a day
i have been stood up four times
i've left 7 packages on yr doorstep
forty poems 2 plants & 3 handmade notecards i left
town so i cd send to you have been no help to me
on my job
you call at 3:00 in the mornin on weekdays
so i cd drive 27½ miles cross the bay before i go to work
charmin charmin
but you are of no assistance
i want you to know
this waz an experiment
to see how selfish i cd be
if i wd really carry on to snare a possible lover
if i waz capable of debasin my self for the love of another
if i cd stand not being wanted
when i wanted to be wanted
& i cannot
so with no further assistance & no guidance from you
i am endin this affair” [13/14]
“we cd even have em over for dinner
get raped in our own houses
by invitation
a friend” [21]
“& she wanted to be unforgettable
she wanted to be a memory
a wound to every man
arragant enough to want her” [32]
“to experience her body & spirit
tearin/ so easily blendin with theirs/
& they were so happy
& lay on her lime sheets full & wet
from her tongue she kissed
them reverently even ankles
edges of beards . . .” [33]
“then the rose
she left by his pillow
she found on her friends desk
& there waz nothing to say
she said
i wanna tell you
he's been after me
all the time
says he's free & can explain
what's happenin wit you
is nothin to me
& i dont wanna hurt you
but you know i need someone now
& you know
how wonderful he is” [41]
“you just walked back to where you hurt/ & i didnt
have nothin/ so i went to where somebody had somethin for me/
but he waznt you” [43]
“i used to joke abt when i waz messin round/ but a real dead
lovin is here for you now/ cuz i dont know anymore/ how
to avoid my own face wet wit my tears/ cuz i had convinced
myself colored girls had no right to sorrow/ & i lived
& loved that way & kept sorrow on the curb/ allegedly
for you/ but i know i did it for myself/
i cdnt stand it
i cdnt stand bein sorry & colored at the same time
it's so redundant in the modern world” [43]
“into oblivion isnt far enuf
to get outta this/ i am ready to die like a lily in the
desert/ & i cdnt let you in on it cuz i didnt know” [44]
“will you take it from me this one time/
please this is for you/ arsenio's tres cleared the way
& makes me pure again/ please please/ this is for you
i want you to love me/ let me love you/ i dont wanna
dance wit ghosts/ snuggle lovers i made up in my drunkenness/
lemme love you just like i am” [44]
holdin onto ourselves/ lets think our
way outta feelin/ lets abstract ourselves some families
& maybe maybe tonite/ i'll find a way to make myself
come witout you/ no fingers or other objects just thot
which isnt spiritual evolution cuz its empty & godliness
is plenty is ripe & fertile/ thinkin wont do me a bit of
good tonite/ i need to be loved/ & havent the audacity
to say
where are you/ & dont know who to say it to [45]
“i survive on intimacy & tomorrow/ that's all i've got” [45]
“my spirit is too ancient to understand the separation of
soul & gender/ my love is too delicate to have thrown
back on my face” [45]
“i want my own things/ how i lived them/
& give me my memories/ how i waz when i waz there/
you cant have them or do nothin wit them/” [50]
“stealin my shit from me/ dont make it yrs/ makes it stolen/” [50]
“one thing i dont need
is any more apologies
i got sorry greetin me at my front door
you can keep yrs
i dont know what to do wit em
they dont open doors
or bring the sun back
they dont make me happy
or get a mornin paper
didnt nobody usin my tears to wash cars
cuz a sorry” [52]
“i am simply tired
of collectin
i didnt know
i was so important to you'
i'm gonna haveta throw some away
i cant get to the clothes in my closet
for alla the sorries” [53]
“i'm gonna do exactly what i want to
& i wont be sorry for none of it
letta sorry soothe yr soul/ i'm gonna soothe mine” [53]
“i loved you on purpose
i was open on purpose
i still crave vulnerability & close talk
& i'm not even sorry bout you bein sorry
you can carry all the guilt & grime ya wanna
just dont give it to me
i cant use another sorry
next time
you should admit
you're mean/ low-down/ triflin/ & no count straight out
steada bein sorry alla the time
enjoy bein yrself” [54]
“i know bout/ layin on bodies/ layin outta man
bringin him alla my fleshy self & some of my pleasure
bein taken full eager wet like i get sometimes
i waz missin somethin” [62]
absolutely ADORED this one. i started university last week and i thought i wouldn't have much time for reading,,, turns out i've read two books already, and all thanks to two hours of public transportation and rick riordan making me excited about traveling
but, yeah, i haven't talked about it before but i hate books about journeys and travels and that kind of stuff. i find them so boring and that is one of the reasons i thought i wouldn't like the pery jackson series. turns out i was wrong, but i'd still prefer to see more of life at camp and magic and those kind of things i got hyped on because people kept comparing this to harry potter. it is not harry potter. it is so so so much better, not only because riordan is not a transphobic piece of dirt, but because i actually adore each and every character and care deeply about them. i am so happy i get to read this, i am so happy while reading. i'm not doing that well lately, thanks for giving me a second home, aunt rick.
spoilers ahead
clarisse and chris, the only hetero couple i respect
tyson and briares, my sons, i love them so much
i've cried in the bus while reading some parts, i've cried in my bed, i've cried everywhere
THE PLOTWIST OH MY GOD
and the cliffhanger......... thanks god i bought all of the books at once, i'll read the one that has three stories before the last one but, oh my, every book gets better and better
I'd recommend reading the prequel beforehand but it's not essential. Super sweet manga, no explícit sex but the way the topic is handled is adorable and very funny to me. Overall enjoyed it a lot!
Wow... wow.
No sé cómo sentirme. Siento que está tocando tantos temas que me duelen tanto, y no sé si no me emociona como debería porque estoy insensible o porque la obra aún no ha “petado”. Estoy triste, sí, pero no tanto como pensaba que estaría. Aquí seguiremos.
Se me ha caído la lagrimilla con lo de Sadakiyo, la verdad. La cosa se pone buena, hice bien en cogerme 8 tomos de la biblioteca seguidos
Parece que se empiezan a atar hilos, aunque con Urasawa dudo que nada de lo que me estoy imaginando pase.
I just love how every volume we get, Charlie and Nick are closer together. How will the last volume look like? Will they merge?
anyway I'M SO EXCITED FOR THIS I CAN'T WAIT I THINK ABOUT IT DAILY AAAAAAAAA
Beautiful, amazing, fantastic. Read the first series in a day and a half because I wanted to “space it”. Couldn't recommend it more. If you're expecting full-on romance, tho, don't. It's not that type of story. Nevertheless, absolutely touching and endearing. I can't wait to read more from the author <3
No sé què en penso ni com em sento, ara mateix. Un final maco, adient. No he plorat, i mira que és fàcil fer-me plorar. Estic enfadat amb la Sadie, i en Sam també una mica. Però sobretot la Sadie. A vegades se m'ha fet tant, de ximple...
