By Juan Gabriel Vásquez
Un libro que ofrece diecisiete maneras de comprobar que «la lectura de ficción es una droga; el lector de ficciones, un adicto».
De Joseph Conrad a Julio Ramón Ribeyro, de las verdaderas razones para lanzar los angeles bomba atómica a una vehemente defensa del cuento como género, de los malentendidos alrededor del Quijote a una nueva manera de leer Cien años de soledad. En El arte de l. a. distorsión vemos a un narrador inmerso en un combate cuerpo a cuerpo con sus lecturas.
Con Los informantes e Historia secreta de Costaguana, Juan Gabriel Vásquez se ha situado en unos cinco años como uno de los escritores más importantes de su generación. Ahora, al reunir por primera vez sus mejores ensayos, nos presenta otra faceta de su hard work literaria: diecisiete exploraciones que revelan a un lector agudo, unique, apasionado.
«El arte de l. a. distorsión», ensayo que da título a este volumen, ganó el Premio Simón Bolívar.
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«Vásquez es una de las grandes revelaciones de los últimos años.»
J. A. Masoliver Ródenas, los angeles Vanguardia
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