Eunyoung Choi,Sung Ryu

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A bestselling and award-winning debut collection from one of South Korea's most prominent young writers.
In crisp, unembellished prose, Eun-young Choi paints intimate portraits of the lives of young women in South Korea, balancing the personal with the political. In the title story, a fraught friendship between an exchange student and her host sister follows them from adolescence to adulthood. In “A Song from Afar,” a young woman grapples with the death of her lover, traveling to Russia to search for information about the deceased. In “Secret,” the parents of a teacher killed in the Sewol ferry sinking hide the news of her death from her grandmother.
In the tradition of Sally Rooney, Banana Yoshimoto, and Marilynne Robinson—writers from different cultures who all take an unvarnished look at human relationships and the female experience—Choi Eunyoung is a writer to watch.
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  • maruușkihas quoted2 years ago
    He was the one who’d raised me and carried me on his back while Mom went out to work. It was under his care that my flesh and bones grew and my blood flowed. I felt that I owed Grandpa a debt in spite of the people who said filial piety was just an ideology. I had done nothing for him, material or immaterial. Maybe that was why I strove harder to turn my back on him.
  • maruușkihas quoted2 years ago
    Grandpa was, at the end of the day, just a guest passing through my room. This strange old man—the old man who had to stand helplessly in the rain on an unfamiliar street, a nobody in other people’s eyes, who would be remembered as a failure of failures—sat across from me pretending to look around the room.
  • maruușkihas quoted2 years ago
    Pure dreams were meant for talented filmmakers who could afford to enjoy their jobs. Glory was meant for them, too. Film, art in general, only revealed its true face to hardworking geniuses, not hardworking mediocrities. I covered my face with my hands and sobbed. It was difficult to accept that fact. The moment untalented people clutch at the mirage of dreams, it slowly eats away their lives.

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