#Tsushima Yuko
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saaraofthesand · 2 years ago
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Okay I KNOW I made a bsd OC out of her, but you guys should know that the irl Yuuko Tsushima was like 10x more cool and interesting than her father. She wrote a lot about women who’d been abandoned by family members, drawing from her personal feelings of abandonment due to her father’s suicide. There’s this interview with her from the Chicago Tribune that I love. Well worth the read.
Here’s a great quote from that interview:
"I have never written about happy women. This is not because I like unhappiness, but it comes from my firm belief that misfortune is not always bad. Happiness can spoil people. Happy people can lose sensitivity, and as a result they become poor in terms of human qualities."
I love the way she sees unhappiness as a way to increase how much empathy you have for others while Osamu Dazai (her shitty dad) thought of it as the opposite.
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geekynerfherder · 12 days ago
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'Ghost Of Tsushima' by Yuko Shimizu.
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lavenderlavlavatorye · 3 months ago
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kyoka the silly ever
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marscia · 2 years ago
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March in books (so far) / buddy reading with V @adhyayana-v, ordered a copy of Stuart Gilbert’s study of Ulysses on a whim lmao, restarting Woman Running in the Mountains, and rereading a few of Didion’s essays
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molecoledigiorni · 1 year ago
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heavenlyyshecomes · 1 year ago
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[…] she wrote of physical anguish and ecstasy, of troublesome dreams and shimmering, transfiguring light.
—Lauren Groff, introduction to ‘Woman Running in The Mountains’ by Yuko Tsushima, tr. Geraldine Harcourt
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thedarkone121 · 2 years ago
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Yuko Tsushima Implementation In Bungou to Alchemist (Ideas )
Boy, it’s been a minute since I gave my two cents on what it would be like if Tsushima Yuko was in the Bungou to Alchemist game. Mostly because I wanna see a weird family interaction with her and Dazai. That said, while I talked about her as character in a previous post, I never really indicated how she would be implemented in the game and how Dazai would find out. So let’s get right to it!
Idea 1: Yuko is summoned to the Library as normal. The Alchemist has brought her in and when introduced to the rest of the Authors, Dazai instantly recognizes her. He screams and takes off running. He spends weeks hiding from her in the Library until his friends dragged him out so the two can properly meet.
Idea 2: One of Yuko’s books is tainted and Dazai — being the only Author connected to her — has to go in and save it. Though he is very reluctant, Dazai is convinced to go due to how well famous she became out of his shadow and that this is the least he could do for her.
And that’s it. I feel like, if ever given the chance to see the kid he left as a baby, Dazai would be absolutely terrified of facing her. Because what can you say? He knew he messed up, he knew he caused a lot of misery in her life. He knows there’s no fixing it.
But still, you can’t help but wonder if given the chance, Dazai would’ve find the time to read all of her books. I’m sure her becoming an author would’ve been a huge surprise for him. 
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shojojidais · 4 months ago
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There she had been, hemmed in by the cracker crumbs, plastic blocks, empty juice cans, underwear and socks that littered the room, the sinkful of dirty dishes, the washing hanging from the ceiling, the sound of the TV, the younger child's crying, her own voice talking at the office, and the weariness - a weariness that turned her body to a desiccated old sponge. Unable to lie down, she was sitting having a cigarette with her elbows resting on the table when a transparent blue gleam streaked before her eyes. It was brilliant and cool. Like the smell of menthol. The mother chain-smoked three cigarettes, after which, feeling sick, she lay down with her face against the tatami matting. It was then that she recognised the sea. It could only be the sea. It had completely slipped her mind. She'd known something was wrong all along, though, and now it came to her: it must have been the sea that had got left out.
Yuko Tsushima, "The Shooting Gallery"
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megs-book-reports · 1 year ago
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I first noticed Territory of Light because I recognized the name Tsushima. I quickly remembered that this was the daughter of famous novelist Osamu Dazai. It occurred to me then that I’d never read a ‘classic’ that was written by a woman. So, I brought the book home. I quickly felt as though I had found a soulmate is Tsushima. Despite having almost nothing in common with the unnamed narrator, I found myself relating to her deeply, I thought that if I was living her life, I would probably be making most of the same decisions she was (bar a couple, such as her relationship with Sugiyama). I found myself buried in this book in every moment I had to spare and I was devastated once it was over. Though at the same time I was also content, this is one of those stories that ends in an overwhelming satisfying way, so much so I could not imagine any other ending for it. The way this women’s story is told through her life in this one apartment was a subtle kind of genius that I really appreciated. I will be reading more of her work.
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earlgrey-com · 1 year ago
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Yuko Tsushima, the daughter of the japanese novelist Osamu Dazai.
You've always viewed me through your own troubles. Can you deny it? People depend on their misfortunes. We curse them, but actually we're wedded to them, proud of them even. And you're no exception. You're afraid of the water that stole your husband, but all you can do is consort with it. It's always around you. As far as you're concerned, he didn't die, he turned to water. What happens on land vanishes in water, and the reverse is true, too. Water is your greatest fear, but the world of water is also where your deepest prayers find a hearing. Away from that realm and its deity, you lose sight of the feelings you still have for your husband; they become lost in your feelings as a mother. And you think I'm like you. You believe that as we're both in Sujin's power, (The Water Deity) it's only natural to listen together to her voice, feel her weight together. And so you leave your umbrella at my place. I know that seems far-fetched, but it's you who puts the idea in my head, dragging that water everywhere you go. It scares me. I'm afraid I'll go under.
- Yuko Tsushima, Of Dogs and Walls
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niubie-draws · 1 year ago
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I old oc since high school (a bit cringe I know) I've had but never drew it but got bored one night and decided to actually draw her
I always imagine her as the daughter of Dazai when he was still in Port Mafia but it was a one night stand when he was 16 (don't worry the mother was also 16) (idk why high school me thought of this I was really down bad for dazai for some reason) but when the mother found out dazai already ghosted her... so dazai never found out and she moved away from yokohama and raised her on her own
her ability is based on irl Tsushima Yuko novel "Child of Fortune" (ironically the novel is about a single mother which at the time i didnt know when i made her bg) her ability is basically Mary Sue meta luck cause i found it funny at the time that a child defied logic just by luck maybe ill work on it like give it some cons like it runs out or something
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backstreetsbackalright · 5 years ago
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Some Memorable Reading from 2019
Lucia Berlin, A Manual for Cleaning Women (2015, Farrar, Straus and Giroux)
Yūko Tsushima, Territory of Light (1979, Farrar, Straus and Giroux)
Muriel Spark, Robinson (1958, Macmillan)
Maud Hart Lovelace, Betsy’s Wedding (1955, Thomas Y. Crowell Co.)
John Wyndham, Chocky (1968, Michael Joseph)
Tillie Walden, On a Sunbeam (2016, First Second)
Denis Johnson, The Stars at Noon (1986, Alfred A. Knopf)
Sally Rooney, Normal People (2018, Faber & Faber)
Maggie Nelson, Jane: A Murder (2005, Soft Skull Press)
Ben Lerner, The Topeka School (2019, Farrar, Straus and Giroux)
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bookishclown · 8 days ago
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eva248 · 1 year ago
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Lecturas de noviembre. Quinta semana
Salir de la noche: Historia de mi familia y otras víctimas del terrorismo / Mario Calabresi. Editorial Libros del Asteroide, 2023 La mañana del 17 de mayo de 1972, el arma que apunta por la espalda al comisario Luigi Calabresi cambiará la historia de Italia, que se adentrará en uno de sus periodos más oscuros, los años de plomo. Los dos disparos de esa pistola alterarán el curso de los…
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litandlifequotes · 1 year ago
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I was puzzled by how I had changed. But I could no longer go back.
Territory of Light by Yuko Tsushima
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heavenlyyshecomes · 1 year ago
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She had forgotten the sound of her own voice; she had forgotten her face and her body. Now and then a ray of light slanted in like a sunbeam through trees, bringing memories of herself in the outside world, and with them pain. Whenever this happened she went over to the window and gazed wide-eyed at the sky, the greenness of the woods that frothed at the foot of the building, and the rows of roofs that glared in the midsummer heat. She was drawn there by a haunting sense that these things were her body. She would gaze at its expanse, its brilliance. The sound of voices crying pulsated out there like a rainbow. Heartbeats reverberated, and desire. She wondered at the rainbow’s resonance. Then she would turn back to the roomful of sick children and let out the breath she’d been holding. Her fear of the voice that told her to give up seemed to have melted away.
—Yūko Tsushima, Woman Running in The Mountains tr. Geraldine Harcourt
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