I purchased A Perfect Day to Be Alone on the strength of Doreen’s review. The book is, as Doreen described, short, quiet, absorbing, surprising and, in the end, memorable. A young Japanese woman named Chizu is the first-person narrator, and she tells her story over a bit more than a year as she manages her first forays into adult life, made all the more challenging by a move to Tokyo, the big city to end all big cities in Japan.
I’ll borrow Doreen’s summary of the setup, since it lays things out clearly and concisely: “Chizu has graduated from secondary school but doesn’t really know what she wants to do with her life besides possessing a vague idea of living in Tokyo. Her mother, who is about to accept a post overseas, arranges for Chizu to live with Ginko, an elderly woman and distant relative who owns a house near a train station. Ginko has long been in the habit of letting a young woman stay with her in exchange for the company (and, presumably, the rent that Chizu’s mother insists on sending.)” I’ll add that Chizu had been living at home for a little while; she and her mother annoyed each other. Her father is barely present, many years after her parents’ divorce. As far as I could tell, the women who had stayed with Ginko through the years were all relatives of one sort or another on Chizu’s mother’s side. This is a glimpse of the kind of informal networks that make Japan (and many other places) run, and make it so hard for outsiders to find a firm footing.
Unlike many protagonists who move to the big city, Chizu neither has great ambition nor gets swept up in adventures. She and Ginko watch a lot of television. They take care of chores, more or less. They bicker a little bit — Chizu likes to aggravate people, for no particular reason that she can pinpoint — but only a little bit. Ginko is slightly eccentric; the room where Chizu stays features framed pictures of all the cats that Ginko has had through the years arranged around the perimeter where the walls meet the ceiling. She calls them Cherokees because that was the name of the first cat, and she says that’s the only one she remembers.









