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flonnebonneOkay, I think I know why HnG has grabbed all my attention lately:
One of the things I love about this series is that Hikaru really is a child--irresponsible, short-sighted, and sometimes unknowingly cruel, but we love him anyway because he's good and simple and straightforward.
But then he loses Sai, and it's essentially like coming across death for the first time. He begins to really value life (ie. igo) because he knows it's not endless. He gets a bit more complicated. He begins to philosophize. He begins to grow up. And it's painful for me to watch.
So even though Waya is my favourite character, it's the story of Hikaru and Sai that makes this series for me. Waya was never able to make me cry.
Come to think of it, most of the books that make me blubber like a baby involve death and the death of childhood--books like Charlotte's Web, Bridge to Terabithia, Ender's Game, the Once and Future King, and of course Peter Pan come to mind. I know that there isn't some sort of great divide between childhood and adulthood, that it's never clean-cut like that, but I also know you have to lose a little something to gain a little something when you grow up.
I think I have Peter Pan syndrome.
Also, I made animated gifs today. Abuse of bandwidth forthcoming.
One of the things I love about this series is that Hikaru really is a child--irresponsible, short-sighted, and sometimes unknowingly cruel, but we love him anyway because he's good and simple and straightforward.
But then he loses Sai, and it's essentially like coming across death for the first time. He begins to really value life (ie. igo) because he knows it's not endless. He gets a bit more complicated. He begins to philosophize. He begins to grow up. And it's painful for me to watch.
So even though Waya is my favourite character, it's the story of Hikaru and Sai that makes this series for me. Waya was never able to make me cry.
Come to think of it, most of the books that make me blubber like a baby involve death and the death of childhood--books like Charlotte's Web, Bridge to Terabithia, Ender's Game, the Once and Future King, and of course Peter Pan come to mind. I know that there isn't some sort of great divide between childhood and adulthood, that it's never clean-cut like that, but I also know you have to lose a little something to gain a little something when you grow up.
I think I have Peter Pan syndrome.
Also, I made animated gifs today. Abuse of bandwidth forthcoming.
