LETRAS

De una a siete de la tarde -mis horas oficiales o "teóricas" de trabajo- me confieso un impostor, un chambón, un equivocado esencial. De noche (conversando con Xul Solar, con Manuel Peyrou, con Pedro Henríquez Ureña o con Amado Alonso) ya soy un escritor. Si el tiempo es húmedo y caliente, me considero (con alguna razón) un canalla; si hay viento sur, pienso que un bisabuelo mío decidió la batalla de Junín y que yo mismo he consumado unas páginas que no son bochornosas. Me pasa lo que a todos: soy inteligente con las personas inteligentes, nulo con las estúpidas.

Hacia 1957 reconocí con justificada melancolía que estaba quedándome ciego. La revelación fue piadosamente gradual. No hubo un instante inexorable en el tiempo, un eclipse brusco. Pude repetir y sentir de manera nueva las lacónicas palabras de Goethe sobre el atardecer de cada día: Alles nahe werde fern (Todo lo cercano se aleja). Sin prisa pero sin pausa -¡otra cita goetheana!- me abandonaban las formas y los colores del querido mundo visible. Perdí para siempre el negro y el rojo, que se convirtieron en pardo. Me vi en el centro, no de la oscuridad que ven los ciegos, como erróneamente escribe Shakespeare, sino de una desdibujada neblina, inciertamente luminosa que propendía al azul, al verde o al gris. Ya no había nadie en el espejo; mis amigos no tenían cara; en los libros que mis manos reconocían solo había párrafos y vagos espacios en blanco pero no letras.

In recent years, neither the persistent effort to “clean up” the racial epithets in Mark Twain’s Adventures of Huckleberry Finn nor its consistent use in the classroom have diminished, highlighting the novel’s wide-ranging influence and its continued importance in American society. An incomparable adventure story, it is a vignette of a turbulent, yet hopeful epoch in American history, defining the experience of a nation in voices often satirical, but always authentic.

The Spinning Jenny was invented in 1770, and with that, a new era of manufacturing and industry changed lives everywhere within a generation. A world filled with unrest wrestles for control over this new world order: A mother’s husband is killed in a work accident due to negligence; a young woman fights to fund her school for impoverished children; a well-intentioned young man unexpectedly inherits a failing business; one man ruthlessly protects his wealth no matter the cost, all the while war cries are heard from France, as Napoleon sets forth a violent master plan to become emperor of the world. As institutions are challenged and toppled in unprecedented fashion, ripples of change ricochet through our characters’ lives as they are left to reckon with the future and a world they must rebuild from the ashes of war.

Deborah Harkness first introduced the world to Diana Bishop, an Oxford scholar and witch, and vampire geneticist Matthew de Clermont in A Discovery of Witches. Drawn to each other despite long-standing taboos, these two otherworldly beings found themselves at the center of a battle for a lost, enchanted manuscript known as Ashmole 782. Since then, they have fallen in love, traveled to Elizabethan England, dissolved the Covenant between the three species, and awoken the dark powers within Diana’s family line. Now, Diana and Matthew receive a formal demand from the Congregation: They must test the magic of their seven-year-old twins, Pip and Rebecca. Concerned with their safety and desperate to avoid the same fate that led her parents to spellbind her, Diana decides to forge a different path for her family’s future and answers a message from a great-aunt she never knew existed, Gwyneth Proctor, whose invitation simply reads: It’s time you came home, Diana.

She said, We needed a tool. So I asked the gods. There have always been whispers. Legends. The warrior who cannot be killed. Who’s seen a thousand civilizations rise and fall. He has had many names: Unute, Child of Lightning, Death himself. These days, he’s known simply as “B.” And he wants to be able to die. In the present day, a U.S. black-ops group has promised him they can help with that. And all he needs to do is help them in return. But when an all-too-mortal soldier comes back to life, the impossible event ultimately points toward a force even more mysterious than B himself. One at least as strong. And one with a plan all its own. In a collaboration that combines Miéville’s singular style and creativity with Reeves’s haunting and soul-stirring narrative, these two inimitable artists have created something utterly unique, sure to delight existing fans and to create scores of new ones.