About the book:
In these stories, which combine lightness and depth, Bárbara Mingo drags the reader into her peculiar spell. Reading I cry because I have no feelings generates a lot of intimacy between the reader and the voice of the person he is looking at, which is that of Bárbara Mingo. This last phrase may seem somewhat redundant, but it is not trivial. Give us a minute. Perhaps it is Bárbara Mingo’s writing, interesting without wanting it, juicy without wanting it and very intelligent without trying, that makes our optic nerve widen and our lungs fill with fresh air, like a mountain, but without leaving our houses. The literature that our author creates and trusts allows you to broaden your vision, from the first page of this magnificent book, and it is possible to doubt whether you have a book in your hand or a small, golden mirror from some dynasty. forgotten asian It seems that love emanates from the heart. For many years I did not understand what the heart was. More precisely, I will say that I did not notice it. Follow your heart, the heart is not wrong, do what the heart tells you. I tried with all my might and I couldn’t see what the heart was, but more worrying was not being able to distinguish what it wanted and what it dictated. Also when she was little, and I think the memory is relevant, she believed that she thought with her ears, because it was in her ears that she perceived the intense activity of being concentrated.
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Reviews:
«I was thinking about Joseph Brodsky or WG Sebald while reading it. “It is in that tradition of free-walking writers who arrive at a place and display a wonderful curiosity.” Jonás Trueba «There is something intense and moving in this book, in the precision of her sentences, in the fragility of the traveler who suddenly feels that she has wasted her life. It is the brutal encounter with absolute beauty. She quenches a thirst that we all feel: for beauty, for life, for meaning. JaAndrés Ibáñez, ABC Cultural
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