For the past couple weeks, I’ve been reading Gabriel Garcia Marquez’s One Hundred Years of Solitude. I started it on the
recommendation of a coworker, not realizing what kind of book it was. It’s been a slow few weeks, but I finally finished it, and it was pretty good.
So One Hundred Years of Solitude is literary. Like, really literary. It won the Nobel Prize in Literature. Not knowing this going in, I was kind of surprised, but it was a pleasant surprise and I think all-told I liked the book. OHYoS tells the story of the fictional Mexican town of Macondo and of the Buendia family that founded it and lived in it until the end. Continue reading →

