Imminence
Mariana Dimópulos

Imminence

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Playful on the surface, dark and disturbing in its depths.--J.M. Coetzee, winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature

"Wonderfully atmospheric and evocative, Dimópulos's latest is exceedingly satisfying."--Publishers Weekly, Starred Review

A new mother holds her month-old son for the first time, but her body betrays her with an absence of feeling. Disoriented, she wanders with her partner around their plant-filled Buenos Aires apartment. Set over the course of an evening, and a lifetime, Imminence shifts seamlessly between the present and the past. Little by little, her world begins to unravel.

In a dreamlike space composed of overlapping vignettes, Irina retraces the mirrored paths of a life filled with images that swell and recede, recalling the intimacies and anxieties she has shared with her female friends, and with her male lovers: Pedro, Ivan, and the sinister Cousin. Feeling herself caught in a web of obligations, she insists time and again: "I'm not a woman."

Mariana Dimópulos's mesmerising novel reinforces her standing as one of the most expressive and inventive of contemporary Latin American writers.


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Published by: Transit Books
Translated by: Alice Whitmore
Pub date: 09/07/2021
Binding type: Paperback
Pages: 120
ISBN: 9781945492556
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  • Description

    Playful on the surface, dark and disturbing in its depths.--J.M. Coetzee, winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature

    "Wonderfully atmospheric and evocative, Dimópulos's latest is exceedingly satisfying."--Publishers Weekly, Starred Review

    A new mother holds her month-old son for the first time, but her body betrays her with an absence of feeling. Disoriented, she wanders with her partner around their plant-filled Buenos Aires apartment. Set over the course of an evening, and a lifetime, Imminence shifts seamlessly between the present and the past. Little by little, her world begins to unravel.

    In a dreamlike space composed of overlapping vignettes, Irina retraces the mirrored paths of a life filled with images that swell and recede, recalling the intimacies and anxieties she has shared with her female friends, and with her male lovers: Pedro, Ivan, and the sinister Cousin. Feeling herself caught in a web of obligations, she insists time and again: "I'm not a woman."

    Mariana Dimópulos's mesmerising novel reinforces her standing as one of the most expressive and inventive of contemporary Latin American writers.