Status Updates From Collected Novellas

Ok I've been Márquez pilled. The majority of these stories are not accessible to me, but "The Woman Who Came at Six O'clock" and "Nabo: The Black Man Who Made the Angels Wait" had me crying in Starbucks as I read through them. I still have to wade through some of his prose, which at some points is quasi-dreamlike, but at best is deeply prayerful.

I sort of liked this one called "eyes of a blue dog" but I honestly cannot stop comparing each story to better magical realism. Maybe this book was important when it came out because nobody was writing like this? I do certainly sense the sensual streets of CDMX in these pages, but it's as chaotic as the traffic patterns.

So far I prefer Asian or English magical realism. The realism in this book is so thin it doesn't merit the injected and arbitrary magic that masquerades as masterful while wandering aimlessly through mountains and valleys of symbolism without dealing seriously with the dreamlike archetypes that it wields.

If this is what it takes to get the nobel prize then I will throw my name in the hat.

Leaf Storm only