I went to book club

This past weekend I attended a book club meeting for which we had to read N.P. by Banana Yoshimoto.  It was a'ight.  I don't know if this was the best book to read from Banana, and I felt like people had more complaints than anything.  They especially didn't like that there wasn't really an ending or resolution.  The book just ends, which doesn't surprise me but that's only because I've read quite a few books by Japanese authors on my own and via university classes.

The book club has a history of reading strange and unsatisfying books by Japanese authors, (wow that sound terrible... I don't mean that all books by Japanese authors are terrible!  They just happen to choose not so great ones...) which is one of the reasons I haven't gone since the first time I went after reading Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage by Haruki Murakami.  So, I'm actually really surprised that members were still shocked and annoyed by the lack of a traditional resolution seen in Western stories.  The thing is, Japanese stories don't usually follow the Western tradition that has a beginning, climax, and resolution...you know, that triangle.

Here's that triangle for clarification: