of family suicides in writing as supervivencia

In Spain, I gradually became familiar with the work of the Canadian Miriam Toews (Steinbach, 1964), thanks to the fact that Sexto Piso has published some of her books since 2020: Ellas hablan, A small regret of no importance or Don’t stop letting the fire stop. Apart from literary differences, I went with Oscar to the best suited guideexactly for Ellas hablan.

Truce, no peace

Miriam Toews

Translated by Julio Osuna Aguilar. Sexto Piso, 2026. 168 pages. €19.90

De Toews ex very personal literaturealways close to your resume and a good example is this Truce, no peacethis opening quote from Christian Wiman tells you how to live with our own spirits, and here, mother and father figure, suicide of bothlate at the end of the whole narrative. Alternate the present with passages, cards, reflections, dreams… that we remember from the 21st to the 90s, when two family members disappeared again. The talent and brilliance of both are also accompanied by a depressive character and sometimes a lack of clarity.

With the starting point of the Mexican institutional assemblage, in which there are several authors who answer the question “Why do I write?”, Toews is immersed in the avatars of his own biography, it trudges from the sketchy, the reconstructive, from the literary quote mixed with the diaristic, but one quickly realizes that it has a general, intense, painful story, worth telling.

The narrator finds herself on a day where she has made time to meet her mother and even her Abuela. leave the haze of family relationships it feeds a considerable part of the peripeteia that asks to write the mystery of the querero. Scripture is represented as an “extreme corner” from which we also maintain our weight for the benefit of the cause, or as a struggle with existential futility.

Miriam Toews tells us in depth about the complexities of following the living in the midst of a sense of contemporary chaos.

But in Toews seriousness coexists with everyday humor how much he learns day by day, with the grace of his own colloquial language that the menu uses. We also look forward to keen observations about our world, to therapy sessions, to meditations on Zen Buddhism, to the absurd that happens in childhood and adolescence, to travel chronicles that include things in the Ecuadorian forest where a mother says to a despondent father: “Dear, I’m afraid, is it worth giving this man?” The use of irony is another strength of the writer: “The British threw three notes of octaves over Germany to convince them that the Nazis were evil. It didn’t work.”

The narrator’s wife is an authentic tragic figure in this book. In the pages of the cities of Europe for ten years, when we traveled with someone new, we stood face to face with a cheerful, free, cheerful character, full of life, ingenuity and good sarcasm, a rebel against the immutable norms of society, but sometimes they allow you to perceive or announce your inadequacy with reality and the dark zone of your future silence and your burdensome confusion in your burdensome world. Central to this novel is the dilemma of writing or watching in silence.

The desktop will appear as usual a survival weapon that you can use as a load now and then which may become unbearable and which you want to leave. It is no exception that I mention Robert Walser and his radical farewell to literary creation. Miriam Toews shows existence as a bizarre string of absurdities. We talk in depth about the confusion of following the living in the midst of a sense of current chaos.

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