Fionn Petch

@elusiveword.bsky.social

Ootlin. Scotland→Mexico City→Berlin. Translator. Senior editor @charcopress elusiveword.com

If you'd like an idea of current stress levels, these have all featured in my dreams in the past few nights: - eaten by a bear - mauled by a tiger with one eye - received a letter from Adobe demanding payment of $1,324,741 for downloading fonts without a license (?!)

This novel’s a masterpiece. If you want to read about Elena Garro in the meantime, I wrote about her career, short stories (tr. Megan McDowell), & Jazmina Barrera’s bio of her (tr. Christina MacSweeney) @southwestreview.bsky.social (Sadly they misspelled her name in the url so I look like an idiot)

Of Things to Come | The Legacy of Elana Garro

By Cory Oldweiler

southwestreview.com

Fionn Petch@elusiveword.bsky.social · 5mo ago

Some timely editing this evening in Berlin, where it is still 27 degrees at 10.30 pm. From a new translation of Memories of Future Times by Elena Garro, forthcoming from Charco Press.

Some timely editing this evening in Berlin, where it is still 27 degrees at 10.30 pm. From a new translation of Memories of Future Times by Elena Garro, forthcoming from Charco Press.

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2021 #69 An early find for me from @charcopress.com and what a wonderful find it is. Sagasti pulls together a heap of apparently unrelated characters from modern history and weaves a tale that connects them. There's more in the alt text, it's still a big favourite in this household ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ 🖋️📚 #booksky

Fireflies, by Luis Sagasti, tr by Fionn Petch

A lyrical and philosophical exploration of seemingly unrelated people and events in modern history, drawing them together to form a whole.
How do we even begin to narrate the history of the world? Where do we start, and where do we end? Fireflies is Sagasti's bold and original attempt to answer these questions. Roaming across time and geography, he lights on an eclectic array of characters and events that at first glance seem unrelated, and teases out their stories to reveal unexpected points of contact between them. Stanley Kubrick, Joseph Beuys, Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Neil Armstrong, Ludwig Wittgenstein, the Beatles, Japanese poets, Brazilian priests, Russian cosmonauts and many more cross these pages, and Sagasti finds common threads that weave them together into a single narrative.
The fireflies themselves perhaps provide the key to understanding this book. They become a metaphor for the resistance of certain luminous moments, certain twinkling fragments of history, to the passing of time. They remind us that events do not always simply disappear neatly into the darkness, but rather remain, floating in the air, lighting up the night sky indefinitely. Sagasti shows us that the present moment, like this novel, is a tapestry woven of a multiplicity of times.
Using his unique, poetic and keenly observant style, Sagasti transforms the accidents of history into a single, lyrical constellation, and for the reader it is an extraordinary sight.