Lately, my story preferences have inclined either towards realistic manga and anime or British science fiction. My daydreams drift between moving to England or Japan, and on alternating days I feel as though I was really meant to be either British or Japanese. They are both tea drinking cultures, have excellent literary histories, and have fantastic accents or cuisines, respectively – to name a few of the benefits. I live a life of stories, and although I don’t usually use them to escape or mentally travel, sometimes it seems natural and comforting to do so, such as when one’s own life is feeling particularly unsettled and uncomfortable.
I am only talking about my reading habits in order to prevent myself from, as they say, ‘gushing’ for another whole post about Bunny Drop. It is really one of the most marvelous and unexpected stories I have ever inhabited. Though the drawing is sparse and minimalist in the extreme, the sketched expressions bring the reader fully into the manga’s intricate, introspective reality. After a while, it is difficult to even see the pictures because they so immediately suggest an action – which is just what I experience from reading a written novel. If you ever have a morning with little to do, I would strongly suggest picking up this series, a cup of sencha tea, and finding a cozy spot in which to read uninterruptedly. I also think it would also be an excellent introduction to reading manga, as the story flows easily, there are no sparkling eyes or eccentric costumes, and one can get used to the order of the speech bubbles, etc.
Recommended Action: Buy –
Borrow – TBR – Avoid
Length: 208 pages (30 minutes of reading)
Ending: Satisfying, but leaves you curious about the next volume.
Further Reading: Anything else that is realistic, hopeful, and introductory all at the same time. I can’t think of anything myself, but be assured that I will keep my eyes open for the right follow-up.
I have been fortunate enough to find a little study niche in the Brookline Public library for my last semester of library school. It is quiet, sunlit, and in close proximity to an excellently curated graphic novels section. Although the majority of my life consists of studying these days, every hour or two I read a few pages of a manga and fall headfirst into a charming world where people eat rice balls for breakfast and sit on the floor to watch T.V. Bunny Drop (volumes 1-3) has been one of my favorite forays into a graphically represented modern Japan, it has the simplest, sweetest atmosphere imaginable – a perfect break from an otherwise stressful life.
I had always assumed that manga required action-packed fight scenes, full of power-balls and fantastical animals at the very least. Although I must admit that a large part of my late elementary years were spent watching DBZ and playing Pokemon on my Nintendo, that sort of manga just hasn’t seemed like the thing lately. Imagine my surprise to find, then, that Bunny Drop is more akin to contemporary literature, with a slight hint of mystery, then my memories of the genre would suggest. The only event approaching a fight scene was a minor and comic altercation between a six year old and an elderly man that ended mostly in the younger generation running away. In my daydreams of a school-free life, I pretend that whoever has Bunny Drop vol. 4 has finally returned it, and I can spend a peaceful afternoon with the novel and a cup of hot green tea.
Disclaimer: As I am sure you’ve put together from my talk of stress and lack of frequent posting, my final semester of school has been slightly overwhelming. TheBookLion will probably be taking a brief respite from the blogging world until the beginning of May. However, my dreams of a less stressful life also include publishing daily until I get through my mountainous pile of YA fiction I’ve been reading recently, which will probably occur around the middle of May. Also stay tuned for the results from my Reader’s Advisory research – I have been studying and coding blog posts to try to discover what makes a successful book recommendation.