Part 1: One Hundred Years of Solitude

The writing of Garcia Marquez is so especially unique that I feel as if I’ve experienced 100 lifetimes from following all the events, when really I’ve only read 40 pages. This book is probably my favourite read so far in the course, and I am decently surprised that this book reads so much better than his other book “Chronicles of a Death Foretold”. I am also decently pleased that despite all the characters sharing approximately 3 names, I can discern them fairly well, and I think that credit also goes to the storytelling of Garcia Marquez.

The entirety of the book follows the bizarre adventures of every character, and in each corner there is magical realism and an interesting morphing with temporality to be found. At the centre of the story is a family, which I think also signifies a key feature of the book, that being human relationships. With the use of naming each children after some other figure before, I think that highlights the inherent connections and ultimately the tangled threads of fate belonging to each member of the family. Another notable feature of the book was the repetition in describing the experiences of each family member that ultimately fall to this feeling of “solitude”. I think in some ways, as the little things that occur in their lifetime are chained to one another, it all eventually trickles into this state of solitude that each character experiences, and no doubt we would experience at some point in our lifetimes, hopefully magnitudes weaker than the tragedies they experience.

“One Hundred Years of Solitude” carry on the torch of Latin American Literature’s proclivity for extravagant drama, which permeated a decent chunk of the books we have read before, only this one is much more bizarre and overwhelming, and pays special attention to the intricacies of human relationships, whether between father and son, husband and wife, or even between a family and other townsfolk. An additional feature that joins later on in the book is when war eventually breaks out, and the impact of that period of Mexican history on its people is once again illustrated very poignantly. From a personal standpoint, I was on the down low rooting for Aureliano to overcome his foreboding mortality when facing the firing squad as I was following his story in the first half of the book, but once it did actually get there I couldn’t care less about his demise, or at the very least I felt no remorse if he had died.

Altogether, this book has provided me with a reading experience like no other before, and pushed the bounds of fiction for me, and for that will always remain memorable. Which sort of leads me to my question to you all: Which character out of all of them is the most unforgettable to you? It doesn’t necessarily have to be someone you like or dislike, but rather the character you find yourself caring about the most. (For me, it was Ursula)

Pedro Paramo: Life Among the Dead

Pedro Paramo has been my favourite read out of the entire course so far, unsurprisingly, as it did come with the recommendation that it may be “the best Mexican novel ever written?” by Jon himself.  This book has been filled with narration spanning from multiple different perspectives, each with a unique link to the village or Pedro Paramo himself. The way the story jumps perspectives and is told in a non-chronological order comes with a unique charm that honestly enhances the story itself in my eyes, as thankfully each instance the setting of time or character changed in each paragraph, it was easy enough to follow along. I think it was really effective in garnering my curiosity to figure out more about the Media Luna and Pedro Paramo himself.

Reflecting back on the lecture video, I can easily see how Gabriel Garcia Marquez found inspiration from this novel, as I personally liked this book more than his own creation Chronicles of a Death Foretold, which is the one I had read before. I think because it was told more simply and less flowery, that the stylistic choices that the author did use show through more clearly.

Within the book, the gap between life and death seemed completely unique, in people dead or alive, being able to hear or see the dead in some way or another, without the book making it completely certain if they themselves are dead or alive. Much of the book also reflects on the ideas of salvation, and the concept of sin and forgiveness, that push this constant tension between life and death forward. I think in some sense, Pedro Paramo and everything around him is tied to life, while Susana and the things that surround her ties to death. With her first husband dying, the shadow of death haunts her, and she is constantly tortured by visions and voices much like ghosts, then her father dies, then herself, then the entire village grows dead and deserted as Pedro takes his revenge. On Pedro’s side, much of everyone’s life is tied to him, with the Father constantly hearing about everyone’s confessions that tie back to his son, or others sorrowful dependency on him, or his capacity to take the lives of others away from them when he desires. In some sense, He took the life of Juan Preciado, the character that visits the village in the first place because of his mothers desire to “make him pay for the way he forgot us”, as the way he learns of Pedro’s life is the way his life is taken away by the voices. But these two things, life and death, are not polar opposites, but rather things that feed back into each other, and might be the same thing depending on how you look at it.

A question to all is, What are your thoughts on the Father? Did you like him or not and why? What kind of a character was he to you?

The True Labyrinth to Be Lost In: The Words on Borges’ Paper

The anxiety I have felt reading this books is a unique experience I have yet to have elsewhere. Truth to be told, I have no idea what’s going on in most of the stories, and that isn’t resulting from a lack of trying, I quite literally just cannot tell what is going on most of the times from the author’s leap of information from one line of thinking that merges into another one.

That aside, there are some notable stories in the section “Fictions” that I particularly enjoyed. I liked The Circular Ruins, Theme of the Traitor and the Hero, and I quite liked The Garden of Forking Paths .Everything else is somewhat of a mystery to me. I think there is something notable about the way he writes, that makes it read like a very intelligent but somehow tortured man’s ramblings as he’s going through some sort of withdrawal. Certain things are described with such detail and added information that is seems overloading, yet the significance of the details don’t seem as apparent to the happenings of the story, despite it being told as if each word is the vessel of some sort of uncovered treasure. Perhaps this is something that will resolve itself if I re-read the book and discover new things which I guess alludes to the idea of play. But I think the conclusion is that I probably won’t be able to wrap my head around his way of writing.

One story that particularly stood out to me is the Three Versions of Judas. I’ve never considered this idea that the book proposed. However, I do think there is something to be said about how Jesus would not be Jesus without Judas, and that both met similar ends, and there is something to be said about how both were sacrifices for this greater story to happen. I think it falls in like with something like “there is no knowing the light without first knowing dark”.

Another section (this time under “Parables”) that was particularly intriguing was Borges and I. This might be a very 21st century internet kid of me to say, but his thoughts somewhat remind me of how we think about how to curate “our existence” on social media. I think the parallels are they both experience this sort of weird boundary in our identities, where one seems more like a persona and the other is the one that “experiences things” but these things ultimately are taken by this persona and shaped into something else that is a part of it. Like maybe you like tennis, but the desire for this to pass into your “persona” and post it online as if that solidifies this “identity” shapes you to be “a person that plays tennis” and no longer someone that is just experiencing this game. Or maybe this thought of mine also reads like a withdrawing man’s ramblings.

My question to all is: What story made the biggest impression on you and why?

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