Collection in literature-award style
Starting abruptly, ending just as suddenly, the short story in literary awards is an art of precise cuts. Often, the entire piece serves a singular, rare, fleeting thought, or the echoing aftermath when hearts collide—once the meaning is conveyed, it can conclude. There's no clinging or indulgence, just a crisp detachment, like a wind chime in summer, leaving no trace after the breeze passes.
Author寺尾哲也寺尾哲也，台大資工系畢，曾任Google工程師八年。小說曾獲林榮三小說二獎，兩度入選九歌年度小說選。短篇連作《子彈是餘生》獲台灣文學金典獎及蓓蕾獎。
6 films
Wheel of Fortune and Fantasy
Happy Hour I
Happy HourⅡ
Good Day
Keyboard Warrior
Mama Pingpong Social Club
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Those irreversible slices of life
Recently, in a novel I've come to love, I found myself grasping the weight of life's slices. In the story, there is a wicked sorcerer who freezes people in the instant just before tragedy strikes—suspending everything, sealing it into a crystal ball, and building an entire museum from these frozen moments. And isn't film, in its own way, just as cruel? As viewers, we are little more than instruments for collecting tissue slices—slipping into a character's world for a single fleeting moment, wandering through it in passing, only to return, in the blink of an eye, to the reality that is our own.