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La carne de Dios
Entre la acción y el velo que esconde el cuerpo replegado se genera la chispa de la contradicción y la sustancia que anima la escritura, por pura necesidad de tamizar la difícil dialéctica. Las fuerzas en disputa son entonces dos de los arquetipos de Jung: el ánima y el animus. La primera, la potencia que se contiene a sí misma por el solo hecho de la existencia de su suelo, del agua y de la tierra, primordial en donde se esconde el germen y la semilla; el alma receptiva que se relaciona con las antiguas nociones védicas de lo femenino. La segunda, la pulsión de lo que se desplaza hacia afuera, a la conquista de los otros y de lo otro, aquello que no puede estabilizarse si no experimenta primero el placer de la recompensa; es lo que se va, lo que abandona, todo movimiento que se genera por la fuerza de atracción, y que bajo el lente junguiano representa lo masculino. Es dentro de esta pugna de fuerzas anímicas que se tejen los poemas de La carne de Dios.
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Ajedrez: Napoleón y Josefina
Ajedrez: Napoleón y Josefina resucita los atributos de la novela epistolar con un estilo innovador que pone el acento en las relaciones humanas y en los íntimos motivos de los grandes eventos de la historia. Las misivas van y vienen, llevan y traen mensajes que entretejen una maraña de intrigas eróticas y políticas en ese gran tablero hecho de caos y renovación social que fue la Revolución francesa. De este modo, el joven y desconocido Napoleón y la fascinante y aristocrática Josefina aparecen como simples piezas de un juego que los sobrepasa y los convierte en marionetas, en manipulables títeres, quienes, más que responder a sus propias pasiones, responden a los hilos de la gran política europea de ese momento histórico turbulento que removió los cimientos de Occidente.
Self Portrait in Green
'NDiaye is a hypnotic storyteller with an unflinching understanding of the rock-bottom reality of most people's life.' New York Times ' One of France's most exciting prose stylists.' The Guardian. Obsessed by her encounters with the mysterious green women, and haunted by the Garonne River, a nameless narrator seeks them out in La Roele, Paris, Marseille, and Ouagadougou. Each encounter reveals different aspects of the women; real or imagined, dead or alive, seductive or suicidal, driving the narrator deeper into her obsession, in this unsettling exploration of identity, memory and paranoia. Self Portrait in Green is the multi-prize winning, Marie NDiaye's brilliant subversion of the memoir. Written in diary entries, with lyrical prose and dreamlike imagery, we start with and return to the river, which mirrors the narrative by posing more questions than it answers.
Empty Wardrobes
A previously untranslated classic of Portuguese feminist literature originally published in 1978, Carvalho's Empty Wardrobes introduces English-speaking readers to a forgotten and underappreciated woman writer a la recent publishing sensations Lucia Berlin, Natalia Ginzburg, Ingeborg Bachmann, Silvina Ocampo, and Armonia Somers. Empty Wardrobes is a tightly plotted, highly entertaining read, that, thanks to an ingenious detached narrative technique (one that makes the plot all the more fun to revisit and rethink), is both darkly humorous and devastatingly true.
Killing the Water
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The Mosquito Bite Author
Originally published in 2011, The Mosquito Bite Author is the seventh novel by the acclaimed Turkish author Barış Bıçakçı. It follows the daily life of an aspiring novelist, Cemil, in the months after he submits his manuscript to a publisher in Istanbul. Living in an unremarkable apartment complex in the outskirts of Ankara, Cemil spends his days going on walks, cooking for his wife, repairing leaks in his neighbor’s bathroom, and having elaborate imaginary conversations in his head with his potential editor about the meaning of life and art. Uncertain of whether his manuscript will be accepted, Cemil wavers between thoughtful meditations on the origin of the universe and the trajectory of political literature in Turkey, panic over his own worth as a writer, and incredulity toward the objects that make up his quiet world in the Ankara suburbs.
The Chilli Bean Paste Clan
Set in a fictional town in West China, this is the story of the Duan-Xue family, owners of the lucrative chilli bean paste factory, and their formidable matriarch. As Gran's eightieth birthday approaches, her middle-aged children get together to make preparations. Family secrets are revealed and long-time sibling rivalries flare up with renewed vigour. As Shengqiang struggles unsuccessfully to juggle the demands of his mistress and his wife, the biggest surprises of all come from Gran herself...... (Winner of English Pen Award)
Yellow Fog
This is the frightening adventure of Don Sebastian, the immortal vampire; a dark figure emerging from the shadows of the past to haunt Victorian London. Sebastian, who dwells among the horrors of the Spanish Inquisition and the French Revolution, seeks sanctuary and sustenance in a stable society of gaslight and hansom cab. In Yellow Fog, Les Daniels has turned the traditional Victorian vampire story inside out, revealing both the aspirations of the undead and the depths of degradation that only mortals may achieve.
Mud Sweeter than Honey
"[An] incredibly moving collection of oral histories . . . important enough to be added to the history curriculum" Telegraph "A moving evocation of the 'everyday terror' systematically perpetrated over 41 years of Albanian communism . . . An illuminating if harrowing insight into life in a totalitarian state." Clarissa de Waal, author of ALBANIA: PORTRAIT OF A COUNTRY IN TRANSITION "Albania, enigmatic, mysterious Albania, was always the untold story of the Cold War, the 1989 revolutions and the fall of the Berlin Wall. Mud Sweeter Than Honey goes a very long way indeed towards putting that right" New European After breaking ties with Yugoslavia, the USSR and then China, Enver Hoxha believed ...
