Aya and the Cat
As you may have noticed, this novel isn’t set in Japan, or an Isekai world, but in a world close to my heart. I’ve made a conscious choice not to evoke a “true blood” LN thermology, instead kept to a narrative style that is structurally similar but deviates from the customary franchises we know and love.
I don’t do this deliberately, or to provoke. I cut my teeth on the Suzumyia Haurhi, Spice and Wolf, Book Girl, Toradora novels, and I hold them in high regard, alongside CLAMP, and other such mangaka.
But I am Irish and while I feel deeply connected to Japan, I am still, primary a Paddy and so when I write I cannot escape that paradigm. Nor do I consider it cogent to do so. Hence this story may not be suitable for those expecting a purely “Japanese-y” type story as there will be elements that reflect more of my homeland than of Japan.
Still think Sakura trees are massive tho’.
However, I owe a considerable amount of good fortune to LN media—partly due to a dislike of western fiction—and I have made every effort to present to you a story worthy of your appreciation, likes and comments.
Furthermore, I don’t have a plan for when I will end this story, or even how it will unfold. But I ask your patience and understanding.
My goal is to publish one “chapter” of varying length every week, expect where I do not, and to have the word count in or around two thousand words, expect where I do not.
Yes, the Republic is “Ireland” and yes, the East is technically “Japan”. Yes, it’s true all Irish people hate the British, but that’s only because we’re really like them. We’re basically red hair Tsudere(s) when you think about.
There are some Irish twanged jokes that you may not get, but I’ve always wondered what would happen if Ireland and Japanese Anime had a baby so let’s see how the chapters and the prose play out.
Oh, and, for the record, Scotland is over on the Big Island.
Is mise le meas,