I had sent my novel ‘Los genios’, about the fight between Vargas Llosa and García Márquez, to my literary agent in Barcelona, a certain Mr. Palomares, a big man with the face of an owl, trying to recreate from fiction why Mario he punched Gabo in 1976 and never spoke to him again
02/04/2023
Updated at 02:41 p.m.
It was three in the morning at my house in Miami, nine in the morning in Barcelona. I had never made a virtual connection via zoom nor did I want to. But my literary agent in Barcelona, a man named Palomares, insisted so much on…
