Seven Books of Men Who Have Known Us Look

Fortunately, there are more and better books written by women describing us with great success. But admit it: the literature has been, for centuries, forbidden to our sex, territory and the few that were able to publish had to do under pseudonyms. Complain many readers, and with reason, of the secondary place in which we stayed because the pen with which we drew was male. However, there are writers who have managed to get the hang of this talk about women and for women. The list is certainly very expandable, but here I bring you seven examples as great as different from each other.

‘Men without women’ of Haruki Murakami

I know, I love Murakami. But believe me when I tell you that few male writers speak both and as well about love and loss as it. Men without women is, to date, his last published book: a collection of short stories which condense the essence of his universe and focus on what is his title: men who have been deprived of female love. Heartbreak, redemption, almost mechanical sex or betrayals are some of the strokes that the Japanese made their canvases. Attention to the story titled ‘Scheherazade’, with a nod to the thousand and one nights.

‘The world according to Garp,’ by John Irving

Notice to boaters: this book is addictive… but very fat. Of course, you always have the option of ebook. The fascinating story of Jenny, a woman with very clear ideas that breeding alone to his son, Garp, in the United States in the 1970s, you will catch lots of things: the sense of humor with which it is written – even if what’s underneath has nothing, but nothing funny-; own world-both are built to survive; by the narrative style, which makes it light and strong at the same time… In my opinion, the best novel of Irving and a book that likely will have changed you how to see their main characters at the end.

‘The men who hate women’, by Stieg Larsson

At this point they should be few readers that have not been immersed in addictive fiction from Larsson, who could not enjoy or the success of the first book of his trilogy due to premature death. Two women, two, plan throughout its pages: Harriet, a mysteriously missing woman whose case was closed without resolve, and Lisbeth Salander, a young unadapted, hacker, filled with piercings and tattoos and with a dark secret that carries loaded behind that becomes necessary collaborator of the new research. Believe me when I tell you that Salander is, probably, the literary heroine par excellence of this century.

‘There is something that is not as I say’, Juan José Millás

If there is a living author with an absolutely identifiable prose in Spanish, that is miles; any of his novels provides extraordinary sensitivity, a game of reality and fiction that catches on the first page. But if there is a book which the author raises to women above all is with this macrorreportaje on a real case: Nevenka Fernández, exconcejal de Ponferrada suffered during his years in politics, sexual and professional harassment of Mayor for which she worked, Ismael Álvarez’s. Hell who lived to report it is beautifully portrayed in a book hard, but necessary.

‘Almudena’, Luis García Montero

The extraordinary sensitivity of the granadan poet here goes up a step. Almudena is a collection of love poems: those who wrote for years for his wife, the also writer Almudena Grandes. I am aware that reading poems all gives us to think in phrases that rhyme truck and plane, but nothing further from the truth. Garcia Montero is pure music, and to prove it I bring you an excerpt from his poem ‘absence is a form of winter’, included in Almudena: hurts so one night, / with that same winter when I miss you, / with that same snow that has left me empty, / because everything forgets me / if I have to learn to remember.

‘Truce’, by Mario Benedetti

If I were to make a list of the ten books that most have marked me in life, without a doubt the truce would be one of them. Benedetti, probably most famous for his poems that by his prose, signs a short novel with a daily structure in which its protagonist, a widower and near retirement, man lives a love story with a young co-worker. I’d rather not tell you more, because it is one of those books that have to enjoy with the package of kleenex on the side, but stay with this surname: Avellaneda. You have the rest to see you.

Madame Bovary, Gustave Flaubert

There are few female characters in the history of literature with more substance than of Emma Bovary. That woman unsatisfied and with his head full of fantasies – this sort of Don Quixote with skirt doesn’t seem casual, since Flaubert was an admirer of the novel by Cervantes – is one of the most impressive portrait of a woman that a man has never been able to do. Miserable because of a marriage that bore it with a man he does not love, Emma shelter in successive lovers looking for the perfect relationship, that who has read in his romantic novels and that seem to have fried the head. But a life is out so hard. Madame Bovary is, without doubt, one of the great novels of all time.