Castellanos Moya at PEN

As much as I love (or is it hate?) Chicago, sometimes I think life in New York would be preferable, but that is only when I consider what I miss by living here, which is cool literary fests like the PEN Festival. I skipped AWP in Chicago because I didn’t really care, though I would have definitely gone had Horacio Castellanos Moya been speaking. For all my discussion of 2666, Castellanos Moya’s Senselessness is, I feel, the best novel published last year. I’m still reeling from it. Go read it now. Now, fucker.