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ISBN-13: 9781590173626
Publisher: New York Review Books
Publication date: 11/09/2010
Series: NYRB Classics Series
Pages: 240
Sales rank: 638,176
Product dimensions: 4.90(w) x 7.90(h) x 0.60(d)

About the Author

Yasushi Inoue (1907–1991) was born on Hokkaidō, Japan’s northernmost island, the eldest child of an army medical officer. After a youth devoted to poetry and judo, Inoue sat, unsuccessfully, for the entrance exam to the Kyushu Imperial University Medical School. He would go on to study philosophy and literature at Kyoto Imperial University, writing his thesis on Paul Valéry. In 1935, newly married and with an infant daughter, Inoue became an arts reporter for the Osaka edition of the Mainichi News. Following the Second World War, during which he briefly served in north China, he published two short novels, The Hunting Gun and The Bullfight (winner of the Akutagawa Prize for literature). In 1951 Inoue resigned from the newspaper and devoted himself to literature, becoming a best-selling and tremendously prolific author in multiple genres. Among his books translated into English are The Hunting Gun, The Roof Tile of Tempyō, and The Blue Wolf: A Novel of the Life of Chinggis Khan. In 1976 the emperor of Japan presented Inoue with the Order of Culture, the highest honor granted for artistic merit in Japan.


Jean Oda Moy was born in Washington State and spent her early years in Seattle, moving to Japan shortly before the outbreak of World War II . She is also the translator of Yasushi Inoue’s Chronicle of My Mother and Shirobamba: A Childhood In Old Japan.


Damion Searls is the author of What We Were Doing and Where We Were Going and an award-winning translator, most recently of Rainer Maria Rilke’s The Inner Sky: Poems, Notes, Dreams, Jon Fosse’s Aliss at the Fire, and Hans Keilson’s Comedy in a Minor Key. NYRB Classics has published his abridged edition of Henry David Thoreau’s Journal and will publish his translations of the Dutch writer Nescio’s short stories and André Gide’s Marshlands.

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Tun-Huang 4.3 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 4 reviews.
Kasthu on LibraryThing 10 months ago
Tun-Huang is a modern re-telling of an old myth. In the early 20th century, a hoard of early Buddhist sutras was discovered in the Tun-Huang caves of western China. This story attempts to recreate the story of how they got there, and it¿s the story of Chao Tsing-te, a young man in the 11th century who mistakenly, and serendipitously, sleeps through an important qualifying exam for a government position and ends up in the wilds of northern China and the Silk Road.It¿s a short novel, and in some ways I wish it had been longer. The author literally takes his reader over a lot of ground and a large period of time, and Tsing-te experiences a lot (from distinguishing himself in battle to falling in love). The story itself was interesting, but the author spent a lot of time describing battles, over and over again. There¿s also a lot of melodrama to the story, which I didn¿t really find believable. The author is better at character development, though, and I really enjoyed in many places the theme of one young man¿s journey (literal and figurative) to find himself. I¿m not sure I totally ¿get¿ it, though, which is why I¿m reserving judgment on it and giving it only 3 stars.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Ashlynn was the first to react to the girls sudden appearence. She was on her feet with weapon in hand before I could even turn around to look at the intruder. "Who do you think you are?" She asked as I looked at the new person. She was a deffiently a demigod because I know of no other people that carry to swords straped on their backs. Her hair was black in color, short and choppy, almost like she had cut it herself. I couldnt help but stare at her eyes which were two different colors, one bright green and the other a midnight blue. "I am a demigod like you guys and my name is Jade." Hunter groaned again. "And I can help you with him." Some help sounded really good at the moment. Alex was busy looking Hunter over, he even poked him for whetever that acomplished. "What if she works for that Chris dude?" Stephen pointed our. I draged my hand down my face thinking that I was really out of it today when Jade spoke. "Whos Chris?" She asked with a puzzled look on her face. Hunter probably would have made me answer that if he wasnt moaning in pain at the moment. "Some evil guy who tried to drop us down a bottemless pit to the Underworld." It was Alex who spoke before me. "And we need to steal a few things from him, so any help you could give us would be really helpful." I said. Jade shurged. "My house is really close to here," she paused and pointed at Hunter, "You could take him there." I looked at the others. "That would be our best option. We cant leave him here." I noted. "So take Hunter to Jades place, leave him, get the fleece, and heal him with it before dark?" Ashlynn asked listing the things off on her fingers. "Yep. Sounds like a plan." I said and looked at Jade motioning for her to lead the way. <p> I felt better now about Hunter since we had a plan. I also felt very slobery. "Down boy!" I commanded Jades dog, trying to shake him off my leg. "I know I some here somewhere!" Jade said looking through the cabnets in her kitchen. She opened another drawer and shut it quicly. "I always keep a vial here somwhere!" She said opening a door labeled 'SPICES'. Everything in her kitchen was labeled. She had told us earlier that it was more for her au pair than her. "Aha! Found it." She said pulling out a vial with cork stoper. "My emergency stash of necter." "Great." I said taking the vial from her and going over to where Hunter lay on a couch. The vial didnt hold much, maybe an ounce and a half, but it was all we had. "So, uh, how should we give to him?" None of us knew any helpful medical stuff, all we had done was put him on the couch and layed a blanket over him when he started shivering. "Maybe on it?" Stephen suggested at the same time Alex said "Make him drink it?" I thought for a moment. We needed it to work right now and if he drank it who knew if it would even get to his leg. "Lets pour it on him." I finally decided. I dont really feel like describing what happened after that. That just say that it was really disgusting. Ashlynn made a face and looked away. "Should we go climb the mountain now?" She asked. We all agreed and headed out the door. ((Next one next res! Rate and review please!))
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Where is the story and where is the next one at?
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
You are a great writer u should publish ur book keep up the good writing and if u could please include me in the story im george ; .)