Every so often comes a book that makes you question your ability as a reader. Here I was happily turning pages when all of a sudden I dread to read another page. I could not fathom reading. It was bound to happen. I did manage to finish the book almost 3000 miles from home sitting in a harshly... Continue Reading →
Memories of my melancholy whores
The title is meant to grab you. It is meant to convey a rawness, a feeling of dispassion and tedium born of world-weariness. Gabriel Garcia Marquez is a story teller. It should come as no surprise that I am partial to his works. This work teeters on the edge of taste but given his age, stature, and style,... Continue Reading →
Feast of the Goat – Dictator Eras
Definitely worth a read. Stories about dictatorships are always scary because of the true events that inspire, if I can use that word, them. The book feels like a bumpy ride along the roads of Trujillo City in the back of a souped up automobile. The wait is intense, the motives are monumental and the stakes... Continue Reading →
One Hundred Years of Solitude – Poetic with a Vengeance
Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Beundia was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover ice. Who is Colonel Aureliano Buendia? Why was he facing a firing squad? Who was his father and why take him along to discover ice? If you obsess over the... Continue Reading →