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. Escultura de Rosibel Ramírez
José Díaz Díaz
Consider now the story “The Red Virgin”by Maria Gabriela Madrid. Faithful to a style that increasingly consolidates in the affirmation of a fantastic narrative in the technic sense of genre – and developed by great masters such as Edgar Allan Poe or Julio Cortazar – that fantastic element that lengthens and – stabilize the reality to a point where the unreal appropriates the real and the dream transmutes in vigil, this accurate and wonderful way contained in the endearing “journalist interview” that manages to extract from the soul of the interviewee the joy of goodness, and intelligence of an exemplary human being.
Not only are Contemporary History in the background of writing, but the character who embodies the philosopher Simon Weil, thanks to the pen of Madrid and the masterful literary treatment which manages to unsurpassed, overturns a forgotten biography on the shelves of a library, in extraordinary experiences that left bare the greatness of this humanist and also the miseries of times and regimes that shame civilization.
In the hands of Maria Gabriela Madrid the literary stories acquired a magical dimension that reveal to the reader the secret codes that the mystery of the artistic expression only delivers to privileged creatures with the gift of the written word.
The texts of Luz E. Macias we are led inevitably to another dimension. You may not find, in this selection of narrative pieces of Hispanic authors, the mysterious nature of the work of art-as I noted at the beginning of this introduction so more exacerbated and timely. In Macias the unexpected themes roam in a stealthy atmosphere of unusual rarity. Her literary voice gives voice to inanimate objects as well as eccentric characters, humanizes them so that their truths hit us and rant about the fickle and fallacious condition of man.In “Rapto (Kidnapping)” and “Eunuco (Eunuch), the eccentric characters built a vertebral column of an acid criticism to the social environment of historical times. The reader, and especially the practitioners of the arts and the fabulist of religious Christian framework, leave exposed her dismay at the unusual bias of iconoclastic and disturbing narrative.
Another is the spirit with which Norka Armand recreates the universe that she sees and feels with the eyes of an hallucinated creature, translated into a voice of conversational speech that left penetrate the clean dialogue that maintains with the cosmos. For her everything is animated, that is, every object has a soul and therefore, transmits and spreads beauty. Perhaps that is why it has been done artisan of colors, shapes and volumes. And the texture that reveals to its primordial look, also delivery mysterious means where only shows the tip of the iceberg. The solid body of her writing is a suggestion, as understood the lover of thesea and its roars, Ernest Hemingway.
As for the fragments of my new novel “In Search of Lost childhood” published in this anthology, I copy some generous comments of the Ecuadorian poet Ana C. Blum, director of the literary magazine Metaforologia (Metaphorology) says: "The narrative of this author embeds one at times as spine, sometimes as dagger and suddenly you are trapped, injured, and hanged; and I suspect on the premeditated enjoyment of the writer, sure knows what he has done, especially when preparing scenes and speeches which proposes to play with the reader from its so well made sarcastic remarks, ironies and parodies. So are the works of Diaz, of polished colorful characters, interior monologues and multiples sub- stories before which the reader can not resist to laugh or mourn ".
On the other hand, and regarding fragment 9, the critic and Director of the magazine“Resonancias.org”: Hector Loaiza, states: "In this excerpt from the novel by Jose Diaz Diaz, what stands out is the fact that the author has succeeded to transform a scene, that could be banal, a massage parlor in a endemic atmosphere. He comes to spread the reader with descriptions of massage that are receiving their characters, women and men, by the dexterous female hands. These massages and the utilization of oils and perfumes, awake the instincts of the customers and also revives the images of their past. According to the author: "We are one flesh and our body belongs to a whole where pain has no place”.
Mariela Zuluaga, states: In a time when it seems, has recognize childhood as an important stage "per se", which must be cater not only to guarantee more balanced adults, but to dwindle the suffering of infants, this novel emerges as a reaction that reveals the idyllic nostalgic for the distant childhood and draws attention to the scars that it leaves in the soul by the simply fact of growing.Written in a meticulous descriptive style, which embarks to represent the features of a face, the way the character dress, or the evanescent atmosphere of dreams; with a narrative alive with expression, colloquial and the employment of short, direct and forceful phrases, the author manages to make us relive that paradisiacal magic of childhood that we all experience at that stage of our lives.