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‘The year I turned ninety, I wanted to give myself a gift of a night of wild love with an adolescent virgin’ He has never married, never loved and never gone to bed with a woman he didn’t pay. But on finding a young girl naked and asleep on the brothel owner’s bed, a passion is ignited in his heart – and he feels, for the first time, the urgent pangs of love. Each night, exhausted by her factory work, ‘Delgadina’ sleeps peacefully whilst he watches her quietly. During these solitary early hours, his love for her deepens and he finds himself reflecting on his newly found passion and the loveless life he has led. By day, his columns in the local newspaper are read avidly by those who recognise in his outpourings the enlivening and transformative power of love. The publication of Memories of My Melancholy Whores spearheads Penguin's celebration of Márquez's 80th birthday in 2007.

Product Details

• Amazon Sales Rank: #52742 in Books
• Published on: 2007-08-02
• Original language: English
• Binding: Paperback
• 128 pages

Review
Márquez describes this amorous, sometimes disturbing journey with the grace and vigour of a master storyteller (Daily Mail )

Profoundly haunting … one of literature's great figures pushes back the years and gives us fiction of the very highest order (TLS )

A velvety pleasure to read... Márquez has composed, with his usual sensual gravity and Olympian humour, a love letter to the dying light. (John Updike )

There is not one stale sentence, redundant word or unfinished thought (The Times )

Tatler
'Marquez describes this amorous, sometimes disturbing journey with the grace and vigour of a master storyteller'

The Times
'There is not one stale sentence, redundant word or unfinished thought'

Customer Reviews

A lyrical little masterpiece
Memoria de mis putas tristes is a gorgeous novella written in a way that makes life, despite its hardships, uncertainties and inherent unfairness, beautiful. Marquez's protagonist is a 90-year-old man who is rather ugly but has the "instrument" of a "burro" (to paraphrase a woman who knows), a man who has found his only love among prostitutes. He has a certain timeless eminence about him that inspires people to call him "Don Scholar." He is something of a miracle, still active and full of energy, still writing a weekly column for the local newspaper, cynical yet sentimental, a man who loves women and sees their beauty regardless of age or station in life.

Now suddenly as his tenth decade of life is upon him he is seized with the desire to know an adolescent virgin once before he dies. He contacts his old friend and madam Rosa Cabarcas and demands that she come up with exactly that bill of fare and--time being of the essence in more ways than one when you're ninety--that she do it today, now.

Amazingly enough, Rosa Cabarcas, being the excellent business woman that she is, finds just such a girl. She is illiterate, from the country. She is 14-years-old and works in a button factory all day long to help support her younger brothers and crippled mother. Naturally she is tired when the old man arrives at the bordello. In fact she is asleep. And perhaps that is for the best, all things considered.

The old man does not wake her. He barely touches her. He admires her, feels vitalized by her youth, the feel of her skin, her scent, and the soft rise and fall of her breath. Just this and this alone he experiences before he falls sweetly, languidly, hopelessly in love with her. He becomes a man refueled with the fire of life. His column in the newspaper becomes the love letters he would write to her that instead go out to all who read the newspaper, and, because they are true and deeply felt, they inspire.

Gabo got his inspiration for this little masterpiece from the Japanese writer Yasunari Kawabata, who wrote a novella entitled "House of the Sleeping Beauties." Marquez quotes the opening lines of that novella as a keynote for his own novella: "He was not to do anything in bad taste, the women of the inn warned old Eguchi. He was not to put his finger into the mouth of the sleeping girl, or try anything else of that sort."

As the story progresses we learn bit by bit more and more about the old man's life and loves. We meet eventually the woman he jilted on her wedding day; we meet his maid who still comes in once a week and learn that he has had some fleeting "knowledge" of her; and we learn of his mother who through a clever subterfuge got him his first writing gig with El Diario de La Paz. All the while the story progresses as the old Don becomes "mad with love" for the first time in his life.

Ah, to fall in love with a sleeping beauty for the first time at the age of 90! And to feel it with such passion! Only a gifted artist and virtuoso craftsman like Gabriel Garcia Marquez could make this so sweet, so filled with the zest of life and so real. His prose is like fresh rose petals still on the tree in the spring, delicate, gorgeous, overwhelming in their vibrant color and strong like the tree itself from which they come.

Part of the power of the novella's prose is no doubt in the translation by Edith Grossman. The words race across the pages, delighting the eye and the ear as they sing of life and love and a very distant death in a way that makes the living magical.

If you have never read Columbian-born, Nobel Prize-winning author Gabriel Garcia Marquez, this is an excellent place to begin.

The memorable tale of an old man
This short novel entirely written in the first person portrays a ninety-year old man in love. He is a modest column writer and he is not used to romantic feelings: "I have never gone to bed with a woman I didn't pay" he declares right at the beginning. And so he naturally makes his way to a brothel on his ninetieth birthday where a sleepy adolescent is expecting him and for whom he is going to have passionate feelings ... of an entire platonic nature!
Funny at times, the plot is not really fascinating. The way the narrator crosses the border between his meticulous life as a bachelor and that of a man obsessed with feverish amorous feelings is not really convincing although some descriptions are very aesthetic. The young woman's sleepy body, the narrator's moody behaviour or the juxtaposition of the real world and his erotic fantasies are among the strong points of this novel. The old man tries to convince the reader that rheumatism cannot weaken passionate longings. But the shadow of death is not far, neither is that of the dead: parents, friends and departed women. Although one may rejoice in the company of a young girl, it is only for a brief instant. The faint and sad music of old age, illness and death is ever to be heard....

Timesless book!
This is my second book by Marquez (first was One Hundred Years of Solitude).
This book is a master piece, gives a reality of growing old! Stages you pass to reach 90years old if ever at all. This piece of writing challenges the norms of human morality!
"Sex is a consolation of not having love"