Author Archives: Eli

The Savage Detectives – III: Two visceral realist poets

In this third part, reading The Savage Detectives has been a little more enjoyable, as this collections of stories are presented in a chain of everyday events such as illness, holiday, death and love. This closeness to everyday life, in my perception, gives the characters a more realistic, verosimilitud, and particular personality and voice, which begins to differentiate them, as well as giving each one of them a characteristic that draws a particular face and voice, unlike what I felt with the first stories in this chapter, The Savage Detectives…read more Continue reading

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Walking hand in hand with time

In my experience reading this short novel by Bolaño, time seems to me not as a reference to a time frame in which Amulet takes place, or through which Auxilio moves linearly. For me, the time of Amulet is an element that walks hand in hand with Auxilio Lacouture. It is almost like a crocheted blanket that she knits and then unravels, and to which she returns when she feels like it. Time in this novel is both a factual event that occurs and a dream that haunts Auxilio, leading…read more Continue reading

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Cuánto tiempo era el presente? 1985-1986?

There are books that I enjoy reading and others that I try to understand, and Mariana Enriquez’s Nuestra parte de noche falls into the first group; because of the way the stories of Juan and Gaspar are hilando (woven together), one on top of the other, because of the mixture of supernatural events and the […] Continue reading

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Enero de 2026

Desperate books, or books that cause desperation? I am sure that every reader has a type of literature they feel comfortable with, a kind of literature they enjoy and with which falling asleep is not an option; a literature and a type of stories, of narratives, that holds the reader’s attention word by word and […] Continue reading

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January 1981

Reading the first chapter of the Nuestra parte de noche (Our share of night), by Mariana Enriquez, called Las garras del dios vivo, enero de 1981 (the claws of the living god, January 1981), has been an astonishing, impressive, experience accompanied by cosas imposibles (impossible things) while everyday life has to continue in the non-routinary […] Continue reading

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Los detectives salvajes’ lists

Los detectives salvajes in this first part have overwhelmed me with lists of poets and books that seem endless, a vertiginous number of lists that go round and round until you get tired of them. At first, I vaguely considered keeping these lists in mind, for example, the list of books that Juan García Madero […] Continue reading

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Hello world!

Hello everyone. My name is “Perfect” […] My parents gave me my name. They said that when I was a baby, I looked like such a perfect child no matter which way…

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