Hungry for What by Maria Bastarós
Spanish short stories
Original title – No era esto a lo que veniamos
Translator – Kevin Gerry Dunn
Source – re4view copy
I was reminded that I had yet to review this when to was picked as one of the Guardian translated books of the year. In recent years, Daunt has brought some great books out in translation. This book fits in well with several Latin American and Spanish books I have read from female writers in the last few years. Maria Bastarós is an art historian and writer. She has previously written historical novels and worked as a screenwriter and creative writing teacher. Both of which you can see in these stories here; they have a scenic quality to them and feature lost, lonely children and women. These are voices you don’t often here, and darker undertones and sister macabre things.
As she waits, she reviews the table: theres wine, there’s foie gras, there are baby eels. All the things her father and mother used to eat when they sent her to bed early so that they could have dinner alone. She can hear shouting and crying from the babysitter’s movie. A woman is screaming, her voice shrill, punctuated by the occasional help or please don’t. The girl knows this sort of cry means the babysitter’s movie is almost over. And when the babysitter’s movie is almost over, it means her mother and the new boyfriend are almost back.
Tonight, in fact, they come back a little earlier than usual.
The girl’s face sharpens like a cat’s when she hears the key in the lock. She hears her mother shuffling around, then the door gliding over the parquet and swooshing like a broom. The babysitter hurries to turn off the TV, but she’s too slow. The new boyfriend’s deep voice wends its way into the kitchen:
The meal prepared like she had seen
There are thirteen stories in the collection, and I will only mention the couple I really connect with. The first one I really got was a small girl from divorced parents, and you get the sense that I did when I was young. She is treated by the teacher, and then when she gets home, and her mother doesn’t give her a gift, the lies start. This grabbed me the way she did, and you can. I did as a kid, those innocent lies your parents told you from one parent to the other for the birthday celebrations. One line made me laugh. Her father says something as they drive and passes something, and she says this is where the lies start! Heartbreaking but true. Added to this, her birthday wish and whether it will come true to add a dark overtone to the story. The opening story sees another small girl making her first grown-up meal. Using a triangle of cheese instead of brie and other child-like replacements for a romantic meal between her later father and mother, one glimpsed by her. but the mother misreads the situation, thinking the meal is for her and her new partner. But no, it is the girl’s way of trying to cling to the hope of her parents reuniting. When that is impossible! The last story I will briefly mention is Girls Don’t, a tale of a group of girls. Gone Rogue is a story of a group of girls with boxes of spiders and scorpions making people look and have them on their arms. It is a very clever twist on what would maybe fifty years ago have been a group of boys doing similar things.
‘Make a wish!’ the teacher says.
This troubles the girl: there wasn’t enough time to think of what she wanted, and now a whole panful of wishes is ricocheting around her head like popcorn. She reflects for a moment before choosing one. Maybe this? Or that? No, this! That’s it. That’s what she’ll wish for. Definitely.
‘Will it come true?’ she asks.
Will the dark wishes come true ?
I chose three stories, and they all had child narrators or characters for me, they captured, particularly in the first two, the feeling of being a child of divorced parents. For context, my parents divorced when I was ten and the feelings and way the children viewed the world hit home on fact too much. The birthday girl reminded me of my parents and those little white lies and also the bitterness in a broken marriage that lies just underneath the lies. Elsewhere, we have violent acts, a woman on a psychiatric hospital ward.It is to compare with Fernanda Melchor. Both capture the dark side of the ordinary world at times. I also thought of Roald Dahl, a master of stories like this that, in many ways, have two layers on one surface and can seem a slice of everyday life, but with a hefty dose of the dark and sister we don’t often see is captured. A meal that is both a sweet act and heart-wrenching and maybe a statement from a girl missing her father. Wishes that can be dark as well as light, etc. Anyway, this will be near the top of my books for the year! Have you read this collection?
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