What better time to talk about the books we read in the holidays The first days of autumn, when the light fades slowly, the herald of coming cold. Come moments of seclusion and silence, and wield some days off to re-sit or lie down, and read again several books in one sitting. In the summer we did outdoors, looking a shadow and a soft drink, in winter we will do so seeking refuge from the heat. Meanwhile, during the fall, we will read one of those books bound useful for our work. Books marked by the obligation. Reading books bursts, fast at times and stopped and thorough in others. Books that we wear yourself out, ultimately. There are times when it should plan the escape. Hence appropriate to look back and remember those novels that made us forget reality for a moment. All seek to teach something more than human and the time he has lived, but in so doing by the fiction gives us comfort to know that all the darkness that show can be trapped, as if to close the book would close the Pandora's box.
In a week I read seven books. Without stopping, abandoned to the pleasure of escape into fiction. Passed one after another, all excellent. A moment that can only be repeated during the holidays. To be repeated in the winter. I am compelled to repeat.
The confines , Andrew Trapiello . It was a reading, strictly speaking, but a rereading. Without doubt, the best English novel published in recent years. And I do not tire of repeating the title more beautiful than I remember. Told from the ends, the players catch up thanks to a love pure and clean. So pure and clean that it is incomprehensible to others, and that transcends their own lives. The derived characters of, finally, an amazing story of redemption. [ Buy the book ]
The imbroglio of Jim Thompson. The more accurate title I've ever seen. The novel is a mess from the first paragraph, where in a room described as naked, without even a chair, appears apropos. The anxious uncertainty and apparent improbability with which the book is written makes it extremely attractive.
A tourist in Tahiti , of Georges Simenon. Possibly the least known of Simenon books. Just take a look on google. Like all his own, excellent. The febrile atmosphere of his novels Parisian moved intact the island of Tahiti, where a foreigner comes to stay. A murder, some assumptions and a microcosm of characters paralyzed by the climate and the static routine.
high window of Raymond Chandler. One of my first forays into English-language thriller. Years ago I began casually with the French. Soon I focused almost exclusively on the English and the dirty brush that painted the unsettling years of transition. Marlowe I imagined so vulnerable. It was a delight to read this novel.
The Glass Key, of Dashiell Hammett. Hammett has become a myth to me. I needed just two novels. If, as my friend Calaza Pepin, a novel has to teach something of the human soul and how long they will live, the Hammett reach perfection. One more willingly join in reading when you know something of the life of this ingenious drunk and her lover, Lillian Hellman, who walked by our civil war as a journalist. The novel's protagonist, a smart guy and a drunkard, puts friendship above honor. Would have to see what's Hammett in Miller's Crossing, the Coen.
The Thin Man Of Dashiell Hammett . I laughed out loud at the dialogue of this major novel. The characters are a perfect marriage, which no longer surprising. Trying to find out the whereabouts of the thin man despite efforts to put some quirky characters that do not succeed.
A pedigree of Patrick Modiano. The calm, thoroughness and accuracy of this author run together the beat summer slump that so pleasurable. Modiano I read through the recommendation of Melancholy Ruffian, a regular at the library, and I thank him publicly.
The pirate song from Fernando Quiñones. One of the books in my life. As in that first, it is a rereading. A masterful novel that combines tradition with the novel's picaresque travels and adventures of the seventeenth-century English soldiers. A careful language to the more subtle detail, and perfectly intelligible. Deserves separate entry in this library of losses and fluctuations.
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