Magic Realism is a tough nut to crack for me. If anything can happen there’s no tension. I never got through ‘Solitude’.
I never got into Marquez, just never appealed. Most of the women I know have read at least a couple of his, usually Solitude and Cholera.
Magical realism is made-up junk to me. Not real writing.
I know, what? 50 million don’t agree?
That’s fine, I don’t like pretentious girlfriends anyway. It’s like Picasso - only the ‘experts’ get it.
I’m a Tom Wolfe-guy. That’s what writing is.
Tom Wolfe on writing (with mention of mag. realism), for your pleasure:
http://lukeford.net/Images/photos3/tomwolfe.pdf
You’ll ‘see’ the difference.