Posthumous Stories
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André Santana
A proposito di questo titolo
“One of the more colorful gods in the pantheon of international literary myth . . . [Bolaño] follows his restless talent down every available rabbit hole.” —Sam Anderson, New York
“When I read Roberto Bolaño, I think: Everything is possible again.” —Nicole Krauss, author of To Be a Man
This program is read by award-winning narrator André Santana.
. . . because stories like this don’t have an ending . . .
Gathering the short works, in various states of completion, found on Roberto Bolaño’s computer shortly after his death, Posthumous Stories is animated by indeterminacy. Fragments of fantasies, memories, monologues, fears, and dreams proceed one into the other, seeming neither to begin nor to end. Each is haunted by time: its tick, its weight, its eternity. Forever open, and forever becoming, these stories make collaborators of us all, and offer, like a ghost, the great gift of infinity.
A Macmillan Audio production from Farrar, Straus and Giroux.
Recensioni della critica
Praise for Roberto Bolaño
“Bolaño was possessed of a genius that was totalizing and inscrutable . . . [He] delighted in annihilating narrative expectations and took dreams and nightmares as seriously as waking reality.”
—Adam Mansbach, Los Angeles Times
“To encounter Bolaño at a particular time in one’s life is to be psychically branded . . . He is a kinetic, epiphanic writer . . . [His] works tremble like a whirring, unpredictable machine.”
—Dustin Illingworth, The Paris Review
“A master of the short form . . . Taking the plunge may be terrifying, but it is also essential—and unforgettable.”
—Josh Weeks, The Times Literary Supplement