By Paolo Maurensig
Translated by Anne Milano Appel
World Editions
2019
120 pages Literary
Well, for sure, I have never read this book before! Here is
the brief description from the publisher.
“Everyone’s a writer in Dichtersruhe (Switzerland). The
residents have one thing on their mind: literature. So when the devil turns up
claiming to be a hot-shot publisher, unsatisfied authorial desires are
unleashed, and the village’s former harmony is shattered. Taut with foreboding
and Gothic suspense, Paolo Maurensig gives us a refined and engaging parable on
narcissism, vainglory, and our inextinguishable thirst for stories.”
In only 120 pages, Maurensig weaves a story of ultimate
menace and anxiety, layering detail upon detail with such skill that the reader
is left breathless—when they are not smiling in amusement at the vanity of the
residents of the village, and the scurrilous image of the devil.
Frankly, it took me a while to get into the story, and when
I finally figured out what was going on, I had to go back and begin again with
some AHA moments now more present in my mind. How easily the human psyche can
be flattered! How easily the human mind can be convinced that it has something
special to share with the world! How easily the human will can be led down the
wrong path! As the narrator notes, “It is incomprehensible how people who are
more than mature—the burgomaster, too, is by far over seventy—can behave like
children lured by a stick of candy.”
Maurensig’s depiction of the devil in the guise of a
publisher is spot on. “. . .everything about his person reeks of excess, his
laugh is raucous, his gestures theatrical, his hair, slicked back and rather
long and greasy, is dyed black; his lips are purple and thin, the corners
turned up to mimic a perennial smile. . .and the voice, that voice. . .”
As I reread the devil’s description, I was remembering a
time in my life when the devil came to town. I was seeking to manage the
insurance money that came from my husband’s estate, when a young man came to
town. He had impeccable credentials and was from a prominent Michigan family.
He had a plan to expand a pizza empire, since his family was friends with the
chain’s founder. A coworker introduced me (as well as several other coworkers), and we all invested in his proposition—which turned out to be a devilish
scheme. Chaos ensued when he skipped the country with all our money.
Eventually, we had to hire a lawyer, and the family returned all our
investments. How easily we were suckered in!
Vanity and money are two guiding principles for the devil.
Maurensig tells his tale with no feelings left intact. We are all vulnerable.
The Kirkus
reviewer said it best, “In this
very creepy novella, the award-winning Italian novelist Maurensig (Theory of Shadows, 2018, etc.) constructs a mystery with the structure of
nesting dolls, folding story within story until it’s impossible to separate
technique from narrative.”
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