I’m loving Japanese literature more and more. The modern stuff in particular, appears deceptively simple, but as you read, and for weeks afterwards, you become aware of layers of meaning.
The Convenience Store Woman is no exception. On the surface it appears to be a light tale about the life of a young woman who has been a convenience store worker for 18 years. But underneath is all this stuff about Japanese culture, societal expectations, belonging, purpose and how we cope with people who are different from the ‘norm’ (and just quietly between you and me, maybe all of this is NOT just relevant to Japanese society).
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It’s obvious, although undeclared that Keiko is probably on the autism spectrum. She has major issues with empathy, routines and socialisation. Her family have always wanted to ‘cure’ her. She has spent her life keeping her ‘mouth shut’ and trying to be ‘normal’.
The convenience store is a place where Keiko feels like she belongs. She follows the manual assiduously and learns from (copies) her colleagues in the way they dress, talk, do their hair etc. Routines are her big thing though. She judges weather conditions to perfection so she knows when to stock/promote hot food or cold, she lines up the food in perfect rows, carefully lining up flavours and labels and sorting oldest to newest. She is the model employee and loves her job, finally feeling like she is ‘normal’ and functioning member of society.
But sadly, society still does not see her as ‘normal’. A new employee who pokes fun at the store routines and manual upsets the rhythm of her life and she learns from her sister that, “ever since you started working at the convenience store, you’ve gotten weirder and weirder.”
Keiko’s one brief attempt at a relationship shows her what ‘normal’ might be like, although there was nothing usual or typical about her time with Shiraha in the end. It was an eye opener for her to realise though, that her family and friends were more comfortable with her in an unhappy, dysfunctional relationship and unemployed rather than being happily single and working in a job she loved and was good at. You begin to wonder who the odd people really are after all.
Her attempts to be ‘normal’ didn’t worked. Certainly the scene with her sister and crying baby nephew shows us, the reader, how far from normal human reaction Keiko really is. Her thought processes at this moment are rather startling and concerning; I would certainly not be leaving my baby alone with her!
This is where Murata has cleverly left it open for us to occasionally feel a moment fear or doubt towards Keiko and her robotic, almost psychopathic tendencies, but mostly we feel concern for her and just want her to be accepted for who she is. In the end, we’re on her side, just wanting everyone to stop dumping their issues about ‘normal’ on her, so she can be happy in her work.
The convenience store is where Keiko belongs, and when she finally realises that her “very cells exist for the convenience store,” we know that she will be as okay and as happy as she possibly can be. She knows what she is and she’s content with that and no longer cares what anyone thinks. In the end this is a love story – a love story between a woman and her convenience store!
For the human me, it probably is convenient to have you around, Shiraha, to keep my family and friends off my back. But the animal me, the convenience store worker, has absolutely no use for you whatsoever.
Favourite or Forget?
I loved this slim story a lot. It has given me a lot to mull over about society, appearances and conformity. It was weirdly comic with a dark, almost gothic edge to it. It’s a favourite but I will not be rereading it. I will pass it on to my fellow book club members to read for our April meeting.
- The Convenience Store Woman won the 2016 Akutagawa Award.
- Won the Foyles Book of the Year for Fiction 2018.
- Picked as one of the New Yorker’s Best Books of 2018.
- Longlisted for the 2020 International Dublin Literary Award.
- It was Murata’s tenth novel.
- Throughout her writing career, Murata has worked part-time at a convenience store in Tokyo.
13 thoughts on “Convenience Store Woman | Sayaka Murata”
I was disappointed that this wasn’t on the Man Booker International Prize long list; in fact, no books from Japan were included this year. Like you, I love Japanese literature so much, and it is deceptively simple quite often. There are layers and layers below the surface, and it’s all so interesting. This was a great pick. I also loved The Traveling Cat Chronicles if you have not read that yet.
I was curious about this, given the popularity of western books featuring characters on the spectrum. Thanks for sharing your thoughts Shelleyrae @ Book’d Out
Hadn't heard of this before, but given the subject matter and style, I think I would really enjoy it. Great review!
I adored (& blubbered) my way through The Travelling Cat Chronicles!
This one has come in for me from the library. I'm happy you liked it so much. I think I may give it a read.
I've seen so many reviews of this and really want to read it.
Indeed, me, too! xo
This is on my list as well. She appeared at the International Authors Festival last fall and the event was a huge success: hundreds of people waiting for her book, sold-out in the shop there, and the event was sold-out too. (I missed it by just a couple of tickets. That's what I get for relying on spontaneous purchases rather than my usual book-ahead-the-minute-they-announce-the-lineup approach. Also, love the photo. (Unsplash is so cool.)
I enjoyed your review, Brona, and love your favourite quote – it was such a great sock-in-the-face to him who thought he could \”use\” her with no reference to her or her needs. It is a really complex book actually – including those little sociopathic hints we see.I love Japanese literature, and read quite a lot on the 90s, and early 2000s, but not so much since I started blogging, which is a shame.
My 90's and 2000's was full of Indian and Chinese lit. I've only just 'discovered' Japanese literature in the past decade. It has been a delightful discovery. I'd love to reread some of my favourite Chinese and Indian stories one day so that I can give them some space and love here too.
Yes, I have the same feeling about literatures I've read in the past …