El Cuaderno Perdido Review

Here is a rough translation of the opening of Facundo Melillo’s review of El Cuaderno Perdido. “How to start writing about this book? If the words do not reach me. Dara is a unique writer who refers to others but knows only himself. There are echoes of Pynchon, DeLillo, Manuel Puig, William Gaddis, Beckett and in turn somethingContinue reading “El Cuaderno Perdido Review”