b, Book, and Me
Best friends b and Rang are all each other have. Their parents are absent, their teachers avert their eyes when they walk by. Everyone else in town acts like they live in Seoul even though it's painfully obvious they don’t. When Rang begins to be bullied horribly by the boys in baseball hats, b fends them off. But one day Rang unintentionally tells the whole class about b’s dying sister and how her family is poor, and each of them finds herself desperately alone. The only place they can reclaim themselves, and perhaps each other, is beyond the part of town where lunatics live—the End.

In a piercing, heartbreaking, and astonishingly honest voice, Kim Sagwa’s b, Book, and Me walks the precipice between youth and adulthood, reminding us how perilous the edge can be.

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b, Book, and Me
Best friends b and Rang are all each other have. Their parents are absent, their teachers avert their eyes when they walk by. Everyone else in town acts like they live in Seoul even though it's painfully obvious they don’t. When Rang begins to be bullied horribly by the boys in baseball hats, b fends them off. But one day Rang unintentionally tells the whole class about b’s dying sister and how her family is poor, and each of them finds herself desperately alone. The only place they can reclaim themselves, and perhaps each other, is beyond the part of town where lunatics live—the End.

In a piercing, heartbreaking, and astonishingly honest voice, Kim Sagwa’s b, Book, and Me walks the precipice between youth and adulthood, reminding us how perilous the edge can be.

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Best friends b and Rang are all each other have. Their parents are absent, their teachers avert their eyes when they walk by. Everyone else in town acts like they live in Seoul even though it's painfully obvious they don’t. When Rang begins to be bullied horribly by the boys in baseball hats, b fends them off. But one day Rang unintentionally tells the whole class about b’s dying sister and how her family is poor, and each of them finds herself desperately alone. The only place they can reclaim themselves, and perhaps each other, is beyond the part of town where lunatics live—the End.

In a piercing, heartbreaking, and astonishingly honest voice, Kim Sagwa’s b, Book, and Me walks the precipice between youth and adulthood, reminding us how perilous the edge can be.


Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781931883962
Publisher: Two Lines Press
Publication date: 02/11/2020
Pages: 160
Product dimensions: 4.90(w) x 7.90(h) x 0.20(d)
Age Range: 14 - 17 Years

About the Author

Kim Sagwa is one of South Korea’s most acclaimed young writers. She is the author of several novels, including Mina, published by Two Lines Press in 2018, story collections, and works of nonfiction, and has been shortlisted for several major South Korean awards, including the Munji Prize and the Young Writers Award. Kim contributes columns to two major Seoul newspapers, and she co-translated John Freeman’s book How to Read a Novelist into Korean. She lives in New York City.

Based in Seoul, Sunhee Jeong is a Korean-English translator and editor of literary and multimedia productions. She is also a scholar of visual studies, intersectionality and critical theory.


KIM SAGWA is one of South Korea’s most acclaimed young writers. She is the author of several novels, including Mina, published by Two Lines Press in 2018, story collections, and works of nonfiction, and has been shortlisted for several major South Korean awards, including the Munji Prize and the Young Writers Award. She lives in New York City.

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The city was located east of the ocean. All of us who lived there were pretty much the same. We all went to the same school, watched movies at the same movie theater, and ate hamburgers at the same burger place. We all dreamt the same dream—as in, we didn’t dream at all. We just swayed like the waves, back and forth, back and forth, and ended up in the same place we were before. There was just one kid who wanted to be a fish. That’s b, who is sitting next to me right now. Then you can just go into the water and stay there, said b. You can stay there forever. You don’t have to pay the rent. You don’t have to go grocery shopping. You don’t even have to work or go to school. Then, said b, you don’t need money. You can be poor, said b, who is poor.
I want to go into the water and never come out of it.
b reached out and brushed off the sand on her knees. I waited for b’s next words.
I want to be a fish.
That’s what b said.
But in my opinion, it wasn’t that easy to be a fish. Being a fish, I said, means that you have scales on your body. I put my palms together and stretched them out towards b. It means that your body becomes flat, like this. It means that you have fins and gills, and that your legs disappear. I tightened my fists and shook my body. You become ugly. Is that what you want to become? Are you into that?
Yeah, I am.
b was resolute.
I’ll go into the water. And I’ll never come back out.
We were sitting on the sand. The ocean glittered, reflecting the sunlight. It was a really splendid Friday afternoon, in the middle of spring. But there weren’t any slim women in flowery bikinis, or well-tanned men out to hit on them. You couldn’t find people like that, not even in the summer. And that’s because our city is dull. If you go to Seoul, said Glasses, there’s a TV that’s as big as fifteen of the class TVs put together. But it’s even thinner than my workbook. Glasses was our class president. He was talking about Seoul. But we knew as little about Seoul as we did on how to turn into a fish. In a way, turning into a fish sounded more feasible than living in Seoul. Glasses wanted to live in Seoul. So he wore thick glasses and worked on his workbook feverishly. I thought that Glasses’ parents were pretty impressive—that is, if they named Glasses knowing that he’d wear his glasses and study hard. Glasses was sitting with us on the sand, but instead of wasting time, like we were, he was solving problems in his workbook. Glasses’ aunt, who lives in Seoul, bought him the workbook. Apparently, all smart students in Seoul study with that workbook. Glasses had one for every subject. He particularly liked the math one, which could be why he was very good at math. We called Glasses the King of Math.

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