I haven't read anything by
Gabriel García Márquez for quite a few years, and I have never read anything by him in English. I picked this up at a used book sale soon after
the great man's death. I suppose it is true that all writers give of themselves, giving us stories from some hidden part of themselves, but García Márquez gave far more than most. These long short stories or short novels were the portents of some of the greatest things I have ever read. Reading them now, long after his most legendary works and after his death, I can't help but fall under the spell of his wondrous words.
I think I love more than anything that back in 1981, in the Paris Review interview linked above, he believed he had so much more to give us all.
"I’m absolutely convinced that I’m going to write the greatest book of my life, but I don’t know which one it will be or when. When I feel something like this—which I have been feeling now for a while—I stay very quiet, so that if it passes by I can capture it."
It may be time to revisit some truly beautiful writing.
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