H. Pascal, eccentric teacher, writer on the margins and cultural promoter, died abruptly in July 2019, accompanied by ten thousand books and an overwhelming smell of tobacco. At that point, this hybrid book was born, between essay and personal narrative, in which his daughter goes through nine months after his death in an attempt to answer the questions that gnaw at her: why did the "rogue angel," as he called himself, become so distant to her? When did their relationship break down? Is there reconciliation after death?
Between gothic concerts in the Zócalo and fights over MeToo, God strike down the one who writes about me is "a spiritualist session in which you literarily relive what life forced you to bury." An inherited library serves as a trigger for the voluntary shipwreck within family archaeology. Generational change, feminism and its tensions between fathers and daughte...read more