If I had to use a word to describe this book it would be ‘simplicity’. The poems in this collection celebrate nature and especially those aspects of it –birdsongs, water running, waves and wind, how our dogs welcome us home — that might escape our attention in everyday life.
“Suppose I were to begin by saying that I had fallen in love with a color.” Maggie Nelson I don't think so many friends have recommended me the same book which such vehemence in any other occasion. Before reading Bluets I was already hyped and I had never read anything by Maggie Nelson and I thought... Continue Reading →
I first heard of Ottessa Moshfegh's novel My Year of Rest and Relaxation it on Instagram. Everybody was talking about it, I saw pictures of the book everywhere. The reviews, however, were not all good: a masterpiece, a cheap piece of shock literature, a groundbreaking story, an immensely boring book... everybody had a different opinion... Continue Reading →
I can't remember the last time I wrote about aa book herend that's really sad, but life can get complicated. Fortunately I just read a book that forced me to talk about it. It was Piranesi by British author Susanna Clarke. This is not my first encounter ith the charms of Susanna Clarke's fantasy. A... Continue Reading →
About four years ago I bought myself a copy of Pet Sematary. It was scary, everyone had told me, but not as scary as other novels by Stephen King. I intended to read it in October, since I always dedicate that month to scary books (that one and other months, I must admit), but when... Continue Reading →
Hello there! I know I'm a bit late to publish these, but here we go. La hija única, Guadalupe Nettel Guadalupe Nettel is one of the most praised contemporary voices in Mexico and her books often have the same themes: the grotesque, bodily differences and functions, bodies in general and taboos. Although I am not... Continue Reading →
A couple of years ago I became acquainted with Mariana Enriquez's storytelling. I since marvel at the Argentinian writer's talent to conjure up such terrifying stories from the daily Latin American everyday violence. She is one of the few contemporary writers that creep me out (in a good way, I guess) and when I discovered... Continue Reading →
I just read one of those books everybody reads in high school. Since I can remember being a reader and making reading lists, Steppenwolf has been on my radar; many people in several different places and contexts had recommended the book to me, and I can't really say why it took me so long to... Continue Reading →
Translated from the Japanese in 2019, this is a mesmerizing book that submerges you in its dystopic winter. It is the story of a novelist in an unnamed island where things have begun to disappear: hats, birds, photographs and even boats...
Only 12 days of 2021 have elapsed and so many things have changed for me already. It's been a while since I posted anything other than books, so I thought I'd start the year right and write a bit about myself. I've had this blog for over five years now, since I was a Literature... Continue Reading →