She has just participated in the Festival América, she was a finalist of the Violet Noir award at the Toulouse Polar du Sud Festival, she was at the Miami fair and at the FIL, at last the film based on The black minutes. After a hectic 2018 Martín Solares (Tampico, 1970), he has traveled from city to city after the publication of the English translation of Do not send flowers (Grove) and the French translation of How to draw a novel (Bourgois), already has his next project in hand and has a clear objective: "Do not move from my house until the trilogy ends of Fourteen Fangs"He immerses himself so much in his projects that, if he could, he would stop eating or sleeping to continue writing. Tough man of Tamaulipas … confesses that he cried with the death of his last character. The Mexican escceror submits to the carousel of questions of this newspaper.
What does it mean to be a writer for you?
Evil happens but nobody has to accept it
Live in search of literature.
He has an essay on the art of counting and recently the repentista Alexis Díaz Pepper pointed out the need to return to orality in times of digital saturation What do you think about it?
You have to tell a story before you sleep and you have to open a book as soon as you wake up. Literature offers you all the emotions but especially empathy; while the main material of certain social networks is the lack of reflection.
What book would you give a child to introduce in literature?
One that teaches him that evil happens but nobody has to accept it; a book where the heroes intend to do something good at every step and where chance, love and friends come to change the course of events at the most unexpected moments.
What is your favorite place in the world?
I wake up the voices of my characters and they do not leave me until I write down what they tell.
Literature in general; the novels of adventures in the particular. I like to be in the Huastec jungle that appears in the novels of B. Traven, where the tigers catch a donkey with their jaws and jump to the top of a tree to better devour it; or between the Greek camp and the Trojan, following in the footsteps of Odysseus and Diomedes, trying to perform a heroic act that would end the absurd war of Troy.
Regarding your work, what are you most proud of?
That my readers smile when talking about my books.
What book would you have liked to write?
The memories of Pierre Le Noir, a policeman forced to infiltrate the surrealist movement in the explosive year of 1927. But since nobody has done it yet, I had to write them myself. I finished the second volume of his adventures in August and I'm going to the middle of the third, which will be the last one, judging by how sinister his friends have become.
What would you change about yourself?
The need to interrupt writing to eat or sleep. When you love what you do, you live in a novel state all the time and you do not want to stop.
When was the last time you cried?
Enough of this new form of capitalism, where the law turns its back on crime if it represents a business.
The rude guys from Tamaulipas do not cry, we just get dehydrated. But I cried last month, saying goodbye to one of my characters forever. Often it is necessary to sacrifice the most beautiful thing that you have created before the altar of the novel, or that novel you write will never live.
What is the best advice given by one of your parents?
Do not stop doing justice to each of the victims of violence
"Awake". And as I have seen through the lives of the Surrealists, it is something that one never finishes doing. Love, poetry, freedom and literature demand that we open our eyes to something that is beyond, and to achieve it we must imagine things that are increasingly risky.
When was he happiest?
When I play with my children.
What leaves him without sleep?
Literature. In this streak the voices of my characters wake me up at dawn and they do not leave me alone until I take note of what they tell me.
When I was little I wanted to be …
Spider-Man, when the networks were not social but they were resistant and they did not watch over you.
Any place that inspires you?
The Lisbon of Tabucchi, the Hungary of Agota Kristof, the Mexican border of Cormac McCarthy, the Obaba of Atxaga, the Central America of Rodrigo Rey Rosa and Horacio Castellanos Moya, the lightning flashes that Breton saw when he waited for Nadja in any café in Paris.
Where would I not want to live?
Nowhere under violence and impunity to the Mexican. Enough of this new form of capitalism, where the law turns its back on crime if it represents a business.
The best gift he has received?
The drawings my older children make. The first words that the youngest of my children pronounces.
Electronic book or paper?
If it is bad, the electronic book never seems to end – all the pages are the same. If it's good, you do not want the paper book to end and you see an island on each beautifully formed page.
In your opinion, what are the prizes for?
To give a hug to a colleague who did his job very well, if you are a jury; to stay speechless of pure taste when the lucky one is you.
How do you see the future of Mexico?
Mexico tried to solve its problems with the same two medicines since 1929 and the result was hundreds of thousands of deaths and victims. It is natural that we have voted en masse for a group of well-meaning but impromptu people and for the same cynical professionals as always: doctors who ignore the health of their patients.
What would you say to López Obrador if you had a chance?
Be braver than murderers, smarter than thieves and do not stop doing justice to each of the victims of violence, even if they are dead. Reuse the word justice and make this country proud of it. He has no right to do less.