On Best-selling Light Novels

What are the best-selling light novels of all time?

I’ve been wondering about this as I was reminded about it thanks to a question I received recently.

As there doesn’t seem to be any approximate information about the subject—at least in English, or any other language that isn’t Japanese—I decided to go ahead and write a post about it, including the 25 best-selling light novels of all time by their total of volumes. Continue reading “On Best-selling Light Novels”

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On Best-selling Light Novels

RUN & そして明日の世界より

Sun. Summer. Heat. Sweat. Humidity. A clear sky. The rainy season accompanied by the wet monsoon. A paved road. It has cracks. You can see the grass struggling to grow between them. Grass is green. Or blue, perhaps? I don’t know. I don’t want to know. Why I don’t want to know? Good question. To answer a question I picture an image in my head. Images. Images of someone. All I know is that is a girl, but I can’t tell the color of her eyes, or hair. How old she is. What she is wearing. If she is tall, or short. If she is pretty, or if she is not. Does it matter? Do details even matter? No. Or so I think. I want to think so. I want to believe so. I say I want, I want, I want. But why instead of “I want,” I say “I will”? Even if I won’t, at least sounds more resolute. Continue reading “RUN & そして明日の世界より”

RUN & そして明日の世界より

あしたの雪之丞 – Fall and Rise

There was once a boy. Handsome, tall, of average figure, accompanied by a downcast look. Inky dark hair, and a countenance seemingly calm, withstanding all trouble and hardships. However, though stoic and reserved, he had a hole right in the center of his chest, becoming deeper and ever so slightly painful. It was consuming him, tormenting him, and ultimately, it defeated him. That hole was called failure. After this fall, he tried to stand up. He mustered all the strength he could, and tried to walk. That very fist step was important, for that step alone would define if he either fell again, or if he would advance. Furthermore, his chest still hurt from his past defeat, and his feet were weighty, for they were tied to shackles. This shackles were his past. Past itself is not what had tormented him, but the deeds he had committed. Finally, the boy was capable to continue walking, now all his concentration focused solely on finding absolution.

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あしたの雪之丞 – Fall and Rise

恋ではなく – Thoughts

…その冬は、
毎日が、
戦いだった。
それも…
終わりの、皆目みえてこない戦いだ。

First things first. What is love? Can we really define it?  Is it something tangible? Probably not, but in occasions it punches people in the guts so hard it almost feels like it was. There must be something else to it. Something more than meets the eye. Something we can’t really understand wholly, in the sense and literal meaning of the word, and that may be seen as just another part of human nature. By some, nothing but the path to a mating ritual. It influences us, either as a father or mother, as a brother or sister, and it can define how we will be for a certain period of time, or even our whole life, at that. It can become intoxicating, a medicine for the afflicted heart, a necessity, nourishment for a wounded soul, an escape for those looking for refuge, or nothing at all. Our precious nothing. Love certainly comes in many forms and shapes, however, it is the human being who shapes it and embodies it. Thus, love takes a worldly shape – a human shape – ergo it transcends us, shapes us, or even rules over us. Continue reading “恋ではなく – Thoughts”

恋ではなく – Thoughts