The 3 best books by the suggestive Manuel Rivas

You always have to be carried away by the recommendations. A good friend passed me a book of stories once. It was about She, damn soul and many years have passed since that loan (I swear I paid it back). I began to read it without much interest, I was more at that time with mystery books or books. science fiction.

It may be that in the end this book of Manuel Rivas I will be struck even more by the contrast with the other recent readings ... I don't know, the point is that in the magical contrast between the light and the deep I found a magical, existentialist but very vivid, intense and moving story but not as someone else's story, but as something of his own.

Clearly Manuel Rivas it has a narrative capacity towards an essential empathy, one that is capable of converting the generality of a story into your story. Manuel goes beyond a characterization of characters so that you get that interaction with the motives and the corresponding actions. Rather, it is that by reading many of Manuel Rivas' stories and novels, you are somehow compelled to find your own reasons for being and acting in the proposed action or, what is more interesting, in the corresponding reflection. If this is not the exact meaning of moving, as an impulse towards one's own feelings, you will tell me.

Recommended books by Manuel Rivas

She, damn soul

The classifications thing is something entirely subjective in almost all areas. And in this, my blog, this book by Manuel Rivas occupies the first place in his work. I do not know how to achieve that musicality that fills these types of volumes of stories, but the common result is unequivocal.

It is about our human soul, its reflections in the everyday, its imprint left in the inert. All the stories in this book leave an impression of small samples of immortality and in turn of the heavy doubt of what will become of our suffering soul once we leave this world.

A suffering soul that is leaving tatters every day and that seems to be able to communicate with other souls through the aroma of an old wood, or in the hollow sound of a stone ...

She, damn soul

What do you want me, love?

A certainly incomplete question, like love itself, absorbed in its perfection and unable to reach its essence to be communicated. It will be that or basically it is part of the contradiction of the human being, capable of loving until the last consequences and unable to show it out loud. It matters little to love if you don't say you love yourself.

In fact, it may be all the result of fear. If we assume that we are nothing, that all we have left is unconditional love, we are lost. Our most essential fear can prevent us from living.

But… at the end of the day it is a justified fear. If we assume our defeat, if we open our hearts, the absences are occupied by the past and memories, if we keep the armor perhaps we can bear the loss with an ever threatening sadness.

Manuel Rivas exposes the characters to violence, loneliness and war. Some are even capable of overcoming fear to teach us to be true heroes of the valley of tears.

What do you want me, love?

Everything is silence

Silence is the hiding place of truth, guilt and remorse. In silence you can close the most sordid deals and trust the wills capable of selling your soul.

In the silence the dreams of the young people end up drowning, unable to decipher the marine meaning of chicha calm. Silence is, after all, doom.

In this novel he approaches us with a fatalistic lyricism to the lives of the most disadvantaged of the author's homeland. The opportunity to prosper for the young children of the Atlantic coast passed through the promises of the merchants of all kinds of illegal traffic.

The very hermetic character of Galicia seems to foster that silence where crime and corruption thrive.

Everything is silence
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