Yesterday writer Clover Press launched a Kickstarter marketing campaign for an English translation of Keisuke Uyama‘s bestselling novel, Love Like the Falling Petals. The translation by Terry Gallagher comes from Clover Press and Media Do International, and can function major cowl artwork by Heikala and variant artwork by LAL!ROLE and Cheseely. Today The Beat is happy to supply an unique excerpt of the interpretation.
Here’s how Clover Press describes Love Like the Falling Petals:
Love Like the Falling Petals is a heart-wrenching story that takes readers on an emotional journey during which a younger couple—Misaki and Haruto—navigates the ups and downs of life and relationships. Set within the gorgeous panorama of Japan, and the fleeting symbolism of cherry blossoms, the novel paints a vivid image of the nation’s tradition and traditions, whereas exploring the common themes of affection, sacrifice, and the facility of the human spirit. The Love Like the Falling Petals marketing campaign will function rewards together with bookmarks, tote luggage, hand towels, greeting playing cards, folders, and calendar prints, all adorned with attractive artwork.
In a press release saying the Kickstarter, author Keisuke Uyama described the fun of bringing his novel to worldwide readers:
“Growing up, dreaming I would one day become a writer, I never thought that my stories would be read outside of Japan and reach people around the world,” stated novelist and achieved screenwriter Keisuke Uyama. “I am deeply moved and excited about the English-language edition of Love Like the Falling Petals. I wish I could convey this excitement to my childhood self. Of course, I did not get here alone. I would like to thank Terry Gallagher for his translation and Heikala for her wonderful cover illustration, and Cheseely and LAL!ROLE for the variant covers for the English edition.”
Translator Terry Gallagher additionally expressed his enthusiasm at having labored on the guide:
“It was a pleasure to translate Love Like the Falling Petals by Keisuke Uyama, a classic ‘meet cute’ love drama with a dark twist,” stated translator Terry Gallagher. “The characters are very believable and identifiable. Their Tokyo is my Tokyo. The language of the book is the language of real life: heat of summer, chill of winter, the grind of work, the thrill of young love, a family-run pub, a fancy French restaurant, the smell of hospital hallways. But something untoward happens to this couple. The story takes a novel approach to explore our collective obsession with youth, connection, and ‘relationships.’ Will they find their way out of their predicament?”
The Kickstarter marketing campaign for Love Like the Falling Petals is the most recent from Clover Press, and the primary for the writer’s Clover Press Imports imprint. Among the writer’s titles produced by different profitable crowdfunding campaigns are a graphic novel adaptation of F. Scott Fitzgerald‘s The Great Gatsby, the Popeye Variations artbook, and Ricardo Delgado‘s Dracula of Transylvania.
Check out the unique excerpt from the English translation of Love Like the Falling Petals under. The Kickstarter marketing campaign for the novel runs till Friday, July 14th.
In the ambulance, Haruto lay on a stretcher and closed his eyes, chagrined. He noticed visions of Misaki.
The first time he met her, it was an extraordinary day in late summer time, within the afternoon.
The highschool baseball season, his each day amusement, was over. His hair was a multitude, and he wanted to get it lower, so he headed to Shimokitazawa. His normal super-cheap ¥2,000 haircut place was closed, so he must search for a brand new place to go. Shimokitazawa was outdoors his normal haunts, however he additionally needed to go to the Village Vanguard to purchase a images guide: Cats That Look Like Riceballs / Tuna Can. “Anyplace that seems ‘good enough’ and ‘cheap enough’ will be fine,” he thought to himself as he bought on the matte-black mountain bike he had simply purchased at Nori.
In a residential a part of Shimokitazawa, not far from the prepare station, he got here throughout Salon Bonita. He was impressed by its spotless white exterior. On the door deal with proudly swung an indication with simply the phrase Bonita in a barely disgustingly modern font.
The reality is, he didn’t actually like locations that had been so stylish. No hair salon value its salt ought to must attempt so arduous to look so stylish. Probably a warren of nugatory stylists. He could be higher off going someplace nearer to dwelling. This place would cost him ¥4,000 for only a shave. Such had been the judgmental ideas working by his head when he was stopped in his tracks by the blackboard saying, “¥3,000 Haircuts for First-Time Customers!”
He nonetheless didn’t just like the appears to be like of the place, however it was low-cost sufficient. Perhaps he would give it a go, simply this as soon as…
He opened the heavy charred-brown picket door to the sounds of the Beatles’ Here Comes the Sun. At the reception desk sat a person who might solely be the supervisor, carrying playful black spectacles and bashing his fingers at a calculator. The store was not that large: it had 4 chairs and one shampoo sink. Two staff bustled about. Two younger males, each with “cool,” dyed-blond undercut hairstyles.
Haruto had a intestine dislike for folks like that, and he choked again a snort.
But he took a seat on the couch and stuffed out the shape, answering the questions on his likes and dislikes.
“I will be taking care of you today. My name is Ariake.”
Looking as much as see the supply of this mild voice, Haruto was immediately smitten.
People typically say falling in love at first look looks like being “struck by lightning,” however in Haruto’s case it was not that electrical. It was extra like being out on the road and bumping into the Lightning God and getting jostled a bit.
A well-worn device pouch hung from her waist. Her eyes had been massive and darkish, and appeared straight at him with a delicate twinkle. She was the epitome of “sparkling.”
How might it’s, an encounter like this, in some random hair salon? This was a present from the Tsunahiko, a cat that appears like a rice ball! Suddenly self-conscious, Haruto appeared down at his personal clothes.
Arrgh! At a time like this, why did he must be carrying such a crummy T-shirt? Endless Summer in large letters throughout his chest! Did he really feel like summer time? What would she consider him?
In desperation, Haruto wiped on the sweat on his face. Chill out! he instructed himself. Chill! Why are you sweating this? Knock it off, sweat! She’ll assume you have to be fabricated from ice, melting!
But as she bid him to comply with her to the chair, her smile betrayed not an iota of such ideas.
As she lower his hair, he was fully entranced, unable to take his eyes off her.
How previous was she? Did she reside in Shimokitazawa? Did she have a boyfriend?
She will need to have a boyfriend. She’s too cute to not. Probably one among her co-workers. Probably the supervisor. How ridiculous would that be? He scrunched his forehead. In the mirror, she appeared a bit pressured. Perhaps noticing his gaze, she stated, “This is my first time cutting a customer’s hair,” as if divulging an enormous, private secret.
“But I have done lots of cuts on models. Don’t worry! I am a little bit nervous. But if you’re worried about it, feel free to say so.”
I don’t thoughts! I wouldn’t thoughts in case you made a complete mess of my hair, like some hurricane had simply handed by! No actually, I need you to make a multitude of it! In all her apologizing, Misaki was so cute it made him assume issues like that.
Despite her nervousness, ultimately the haircut was actually sharp! He might have been predisposed to see it in a positive mild, however the man who often lower his hair on the super-cheap place was previous, and his fingers shook. Haruto was greater than glad with the brand new look Misaki had given him.
“Th…, thanks so much! This is really neat. I mean, I look better than when I came in! Hahaha…”
Couldn’t he have give you one thing smarter to say? He discovered himself depressed by his personal tongue-tiedness, however her response was, “Great!” delivered with an enormous smile. And once more, that smile was simply too cute for phrases.
From that time on, Haruto bought within the behavior of visiting Salon Bonita as soon as a month, simply to see Misaki and have her lower his hair. At first, their conversations had been very restricted, however as time went on, they discovered themselves speaking an increasing number of. What’s extra, he discovered she didn’t have a boyfriend! The day he discovered that out, it made him so pleased, he went into a bit bar in Shimokitazawa and downed eight highballs, all by himself.
It might not have been the norm for purchasers to stay with a selected stylist. But for Haruto, these occasions spent with Misaki had been valuable. It could be no exaggeration to say they had been his sole pleasure in life.
If she talked a couple of film, he would see it by the following time they met. If she complained about dry pores and skin on her fingers, he would look into some conventional Chinese medication to assist her.
But he was affected by the worry that she would possibly discover a boyfriend, like a wild animal baring its enamel. He couldn’t afford to let extra time slip by earlier than asking her on a date.
That was the nervousness that led to that day’s catastrophe.
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