In honour of Gabriel García Márquez's birthday this past Wednesday, I read a little book of his - the Chronicle of a Death foretold. A book little in size, but definitely not in content...
So many themes get mixed up in an atmospheric background, that I almost forgot what the subject was about: this is a heinous crime, the murder of Santiago Nasar, and the narrator wants put the pieces of the puzzle together and record the events leading up to Santiago's demise.
Did I get a chronicle? No. Do I know who the real culprit was? No. Do I know who the narrator is? No. Yet, I really enjoyed this little novel...
