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El año del short story

12.29.2009
fuente: wikimedia commons

Mientras que en el mundo hispanohablante cada vez es más difícil insertar en el mercado un libro de cuentos, el mundo anglosajón está disfrutando de un renacimiento del relato corto. Al menos así lo piensa el blogger de The Guardian Chris Power quien califica el 2009 como el Año del Relato Breve. Estas son sus razones:

2009 has proved that rumours of the death of the short story – so often forecast that almost every review of almost every collection seems duty-bound to repeat and thus propagate it – are greatly exaggerated. The consensus running through the end-of-year reviews is that it's been a vintage year for short fiction, and I agree. I come here to praise the short story, not to bury it. Starting at the top, one of the world's greatest living short story specialists, and one of its greatest writers full-stop, took the 2009 Man Booker International prize. Canadian Alice Munro published her 14th collection, Too Much Happiness, earlier this year. A powerful grouping of stories more violent than her normal work, it shows her enormous talent remains undiminished as she nears her ninth decade. Mavis Gallant is already well into hers, and while no new work is forthcoming an edition of her previously uncollected stories, The Cost of Living, has just been published. As for the brand new, this year saw collections from big names such as Kazuo Ishiguro, Ha Jin, Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, James Lasdun, and this parish's own AL Kennedy. [...] This has also been an excellent year for debuts. I read David Vann's Legend of a Suicide and Wells Tower's Everything Ravaged, Everything Burned back to back, and while their shared interests – hunting, ichthyology, destructive rages, divorce, abuse and guns – might lie heavily on their readers' psyches, the quality of the writing precludes any chance of leaving them depressed. Both superb, Vann's book in particular suggests the arrival of a significant talent; one who can marry tremendous plot twists to an appealingly downbeat style that fans of Carver and Cormac McCarthy alike will thrill to. [...] Of course, all this jubilation would be Panglossian without some acknowledgement of the short story market's real and present downsides. In the US it's commonplace for short story writers to get a deal for their first collection only on the proviso that a novel follows, a business practice that casts short story-writing as apprentice work. In the UK it's worse still, with story collections treated like dirty secrets to be snuck out in disguise (pace Penguin's strategy with Vann), with only a determined study of the back cover revealing the truth. And I don't know if it's a case of reading practices following publishing's lead or vice versa, but I'm constantly surprised and disheartened by the number of readers who tell me they don't read short stories, as if they were a homogenous type that could be not to your taste like, say, policiers. I do see more reason to celebrate than to mourn, however. Radio 4 broadcasts nearly 150 stories a year; the Atlantic's recent decision to sell short stories via its Kindle store inspires hope for a vibrant market for individually sold shorter works, while flash fiction and sites dedicated to the short story continue to proliferate online. This year saw the US publication of the Collected Stories of Lydia Davis, a particular favourite of mine, whose sharp, hilarious, often minuscule fictions have long had a small but dedicated following. She's the next subject in the short story series I've been writing for the last couple of years, and in the words of the New Yorker her body of work "will in time be seen as one of the great, strange American literary contributions, distinct and crookedly personal." Hamish Hamilton have just picked up the UK rights, so British readers as yet unfamiliar with her will soon have an even better chance to find out how good she is. It looks like 2010's already shaping up to be another good year.

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La guerra en Ha Jin

11.20.2007
Ha jin. Foto:Michael Romanos. Fuente: michaelromanos

Para quienes quedaron fascinados con La espera del escritor chino radicado en EEUU Ha Jin, aquí una reseña publicada en Radar Libros de la última novela suya publicada en Tusquets: Despojos de guerra.

Dice la reseña: Ha Jin evita a conciencia tomar partido, enumerando una y otra vez el maltrato y las torturas infligidos por los soldados de Estados Unidos a los presos pero también dando cuenta del maltrato de los comunistas y los nacionalistas chinos a sus propios compatriotas que no pensaban igual que ellos. Nadie queda bien parado desde el punto de vista político en este libro, excepto los millares de chinos reclutados para pelear sin tener en claro por qué lo hacían. Despojos de guerra es común a todas las novelas de guerra en que se muestran las pequeñas y grandes miserias de las personas, los sufrimientos inútiles, la estupidez del conflicto armado y la violencia gratuita. Desde esta perspectiva, cualquier lector podrá encontrar similitudes entre este libro y cualquier otro del género. Pero, para el lector local, el conflicto en sí es diferente a los de otras historias, el tipo de torturas es diferente y los choques de culturas están narrados desde una visión novedosa, ya que lo extraño para el personaje es lo que proviene de Occidente, no al revés.

Si el envoltorio de la historia resulta novedoso, la esencia en sí no lo es, ya que es universal; los temores, las vilezas, la nobleza y los sueños son similares a los de cualquier persona en cualquier otro lugar y por lo tanto permiten al lector entender al personaje e identificarse con él. Ha Jin logra combinar ambos elementos con talento y al hacerlo cuenta una historia conmovedora. Así, lo valioso no es cuál es su idioma original, en qué idioma escribió la historia o de dónde proviene el autor. Lo realmente importante es la fuerza de su historia, que consigue que las obras trasciendan las fronteras, como las de Conrad

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