“How can a novel so wrenching be so sublime? Late Summer has the courage of an entire world, once promising, now ruined. Ruffato could pull light from an abyss, and that is precisely what you hold in your hands. Light from an abyss, for an abyss.” —Junot Díaz, author of the Pulitzer Prize and National Book Critics Circle Award–winning novel The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao
“Late Summer is a visceral, hypnotic novel about a man’s return to his childhood home, where past and present fuse. In Ruffato’s capable hands, the quotidian becomes elegant and powerful. A sharp, compelling portrait of contemporary Brazilian life that feels universal in its examination of memory, family, loss, and human connection.” —Frances de Pontes Peebles, author of The Seamstress and The Air You Breathe
“Luiz Ruffato’s Late Summer is not just an arresting and deeply moving portrait of a man crippled by remorse, unable to fully embrace his own life, but also an extended lament of social structures undone by modern dynamisms. The immediately intimate narrative style, the precisely observed scenes, and the hypnotic cataloging of minute action along with the consoling repetitions of deeds and words together conjure an utterly and disconcertingly credible world. But as ordinary as the specifics of Oséias’s days may seem, they quickly achieve a luminous significance. Everything matters, everything vanishes into the dust. For him, the tale is elegiac; for us, his vicarious companions, it is cautionary. One single tragic moment from the past has generated the force of destiny. Only in a story as big and sad as this can we feel compassion surface again and again. Late Summer is enthralling, a brave and morally astute book populated with characters the reader will recognize and choices that seem all too familiar. It will live well beyond its time on the page, having found a proper place in our hearts.” —Lynn Stegner, author of Because a Fire Was in My Head
“A modern-day Pedro Páramo, Luiz Ruffato’s Late Summer explores the comic and sometimes wicked heartache born of ambivalent returns. Yet unlike Juan Preciado, Ruffato’s Oséias confronts neither lingering ghosts nor a ruined hometown but rather a boisterous Cataguases, brimming with family, friends, and lovers who look upon him as the forgotten man, the living dead. Ruffato’s prose, sharp and tireless, trades the sorrows of what Oséias abandoned for a starker revelation, how the city carried on in his absence, how all that was left behind was capable of glorious expansion, even without him. A tender and gorgeous literary offering.” —Derek Palacio, author of The Mortifications
Praise for There Were Many Horses:
“Groundbreaking…a singular book that embodies present-day Brazil like nothing else…The book draws the reader in from all sides.” —Insight
“Ruffato writes about a single day by way of sixty-eight vignettes…an absolute joy to read even though their subject matter is frequently disturbing…What is wonderfully memorable is the frantic metropolitan atmosphere created and the sense almost of having genuinely visited São Paulo.” —Literary Flits
QUICK VIEW
