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Hay pageant, the British Council and Conaculta have joined forces to convey twenty younger writers less than the age of 40 to a world readership. those interesting new voices come jointly in an anthology of brief items, giving a glimpse of Mexico's extraordinary literary culture. 
Following within the footsteps of the likes of Octavio Paz and Carlos Fuentes, the writers seize an period of transferring obstacles and starting to be violence, the place the country's quick modernization is frequently felt to be on the expense of its inventive historical past. damaged households, a guy in a birdcage, a lone swimmer - all tales betray a quest for the self while the sensation of loss pervades. Pushkin Press is proud to offer those vivid and relocating narratives:

Contributors: DBC Pierre, Cristina Riverza Garza, Juan Pablo Anaya, Gerardo Arana, Nicolás Cabral, Verónica Gerber, Pergentino José, Laia Jufresa, Luis Felipe Lomelí, Brenda Lozano, Valeria Luiselli, Fernanda Melchor, Emiliano Monge, Eduardo Montagner Anguiano, Antonio Ortuño, Eduardo Rabasa, Antonio Ramos Revillas, Eduardo Ruiz Sosa, Daniel Saldaña, Ximena Sánchez, Echenique, Carlos Velázquez, Nadia Villafuerte.

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