Between the Lines Book Club: All the Gossip about Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Ibetween the lines book club logot’s that time in the Between the Lines Book Club session when I post links, and oh what yummy links I have for you!  This month we’ve been reading Love in the Time of Cholera.  If you are in or near Sacramento, CA, be sure to visit our in-person  book club at Arden Dimick Library at 10:30AM Saturday April 25.

The life and work of Gabriel Garcia Marquez lends itself to much deep, thoughtful, intellectual conversation.  It also lends itself to some VERY juicy gossip.  For example:

Garcia Marquez’ parents had a tortured courtship similar to the early courtship between Florentino and Fermina in Love in the Time of Cholera.  Dad did not approve of these two crazy kids getting together, but Garcia Marquez father won him down through dogged persistence, and won Garcia Marquez’ mother through love letters and serenades.  You can read all about it in this article: “Serendade: How my Father Won my Mother”, by Garcia Marquez himself.

Oh writers, they are such a dry lot, always arguing about grammar – except for when they are punching each other in the face. In this New York Times article, you can read about the literary and personal feud between Garcia Marquez and Mario Vargas Llosa, and see a photo of Marquez sporting a spectacular black eye after Mario Vargas Llosa pouched him.  The cause seems to have been jealousy regarding Vargas Llosa’s wife.  At one point Vargas Llosa and Garcia Marquez were best friends, but they had literary and political disagreements.  Then Vargas Llosa cheated on his wife, Garcia Marquez befriended her, Vargas Llosa and the wife reconciled, cue punching.  Interestingly, both writers ended up winning the Nobel Prize in literature – Garcia Marquez in 1982 and Vargas Llosa in 2010.  You can read more here.

Of course the man was not all about scandal – he was a writer who wrote gorgeous, often very moving prose.  When he died, Arts.Mic posted Thirteen Quotes to remember him by.  Here’s my favorite:

“There is always something left to love.” —One Hundred Years of Solitude

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