Life Ceremony by Sayaka Murata actually had a lot of Life
Sayaka Murata never fails to amaze me. I don't think she ever will.
What I have come to realise about her is that sometimes she writes about the most basic of human experiences, but conveys them through extremities. The last story in the book, “Hatchling,” talks about how people pretend to be someone else within their social circles. And it's true: people do do this. I have wondered constantly how people cover their true selves and become a whole new character they think will please others or make it easier to be accepted by society.
This reminds me of these lines: “*There will be time, to prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet*,” from T.S. Eliot's The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock. It just fascinates me. I am even convinced that these layers people put on can, at some point, become all that remains, until the core person underneath ceases to exist altogether.
Funny how this thought had already existed in my mind before I read “Hatchling.” But then again, maybe that's why I thought of this as such an obvious theme. To see it written in front of me with such comprehension makes me connect with the author. A very cliché statement, but it is what it is.
Other themes she explores are strange norms and how protagonists either fit into, or don't fit into, societies we could only imagine. That is another point she makes outright in one of her short stories: what is considered normal today might be considered abnormal thirty years down the line.
Sometimes I find Sayaka Murata to be very literal. Maybe that is why her work comes across as so raw and hard-hitting. But there are a lot of undertones, too. Too many undertones.
“Eating the City” was another genius story. I do not think I will stop thinking about it. It will always find a way of remaining inside me.