Lost Girls and Love Hotels
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Now a feature film starring Alexandra DaddarioAn achingly honest debut novel of memory, self-destruction, and relationships set in contemporary TokyoSometimes, when I'm staring down a room of Japanese stewardesses-in-training, looking across a sea of shiny black coifs, a chorus line of stockinged legs, knees together, toes to the side, when I'm chanting, "Sir, you are endangering yourself and other passengers!" I think I should have let my brother stab me . . .Margaret is doing everything in her power to forget home. And Tokyo's red light district-teeming with intoxicants, pornography, and see...
Now a feature film starring Alexandra Daddario
An achingly honest debut novel of memory, self-destruction, and relationships set in contemporary Tokyo
Sometimes, when I'm staring down a room of Japanese stewardesses-in-training, looking across a sea of shiny black coifs, a chorus line of stockinged legs, knees together, toes to the side, when I'm chanting, "Sir, you are endangering yourself and other passengers!" I think I should have let my brother stab me . . .
Margaret is doing everything in her power to forget home. And Tokyo's red light district-teeming with intoxicants, pornography, and seedy love hotels-is almost enough to keep at bay memories of her brother Frank's descent into schizophrenia. But sobriety brings the past flooding back, along with a pervasive fear that she, too, is destined to battle mental illness.
Working as an English specialist at a training academy for Japanese stewardesses by day, and losing herself at night in drugs, alcohol, and S&M fueled sex in the arms of anonymous men, Margaret numbs her loneliness with self destruction, wondering when she'll take things too far. And when she falls for a married man who is part of Tokyo's illicit underworld, their relationship might finally force her hand. . . .
An achingly honest debut novel of memory, self-destruction, and relationships set in contemporary Tokyo
Sometimes, when I'm staring down a room of Japanese stewardesses-in-training, looking across a sea of shiny black coifs, a chorus line of stockinged legs, knees together, toes to the side, when I'm chanting, "Sir, you are endangering yourself and other passengers!" I think I should have let my brother stab me . . .
Margaret is doing everything in her power to forget home. And Tokyo's red light district-teeming with intoxicants, pornography, and seedy love hotels-is almost enough to keep at bay memories of her brother Frank's descent into schizophrenia. But sobriety brings the past flooding back, along with a pervasive fear that she, too, is destined to battle mental illness.
Working as an English specialist at a training academy for Japanese stewardesses by day, and losing herself at night in drugs, alcohol, and S&M fueled sex in the arms of anonymous men, Margaret numbs her loneliness with self destruction, wondering when she'll take things too far. And when she falls for a married man who is part of Tokyo's illicit underworld, their relationship might finally force her hand. . . .
