«Parece que no soy capaz de ser, si es que pretendo ser algo. No soy
nada: un escritor que no escribe nada, salvo un diario. Un amante que no
es capaz de amar. Un padre que no ejerce. Un marido lejano».
Los diarios íntimos de Héctor Abad Faciolince pueden leerse como una
novela de formación. Aquí se incluyen los que van desde finales de 1985
(cuando era un estudiante de 27 años) hasta la publicación de su libro
más aclamado, El olvido que seremos, en 2006.
En ellos se relatan las angustias de alguien que, aunque quería ser
escritor, escribía muy poca ficción y mucho sobre sus obsesiones, sus
amores y sus dificultades en la vida cotidiana. Abad quería dejar por
escrito, al menos, que era incapaz de escribir.
Un testimonio descarnado sobre cómo nace una vocación y cómo se aprende
a enfrentar la dura y emocionante aventura de vivir.
ENGLISH DESCRIPTION
"It seems like I'm not capable of being anything, if it's that I'm
trying to be something. I am nothing: a writer who doesn't write, except
a diary. A lover who isn't capable of loving. A father who doesn't act
like one. A distant husband."
Héctor Adad Faciolince's intimate diaries read like a personal growth
novel. Included here are those that date from the end of 1985 (when he
was a 27 year old student) until the publication of his most acclaimed
novel, El olvido que seremos, in 2006.
In them, he relates the anguish of someone who, although he wanted to be
a writer, wrote very little fiction and a lot about his obsessions, his
lovers, and the difficulties of his daily life. Abad wanted to leave in
writing, at least, that he was incapable of being a writer.
A raw testimony about how a vocation is born and how one learns to face
the difficult and exciting adventure that is life.
