My friend Linda, and fellow community gardener, mentioned that her Italian class had been reading this enigma’s books. Apparently Elena Ferrante is An Italian novelist who was born in or near Naples. In our self-promoting, Twitter-saturated age, Ferrante is an outlier, an author who wishes to remain totally private.
Fascinated? I am ….
She refuses face-to-face interviews, has only given a handful of written ones, makes no personal appearances; no photographs of her have been published. Interest in Elena has intensified recently after a slew of new, overwhelmingly positive pieces in Anglophone publications, including the New Yorker. Meghan O’Rouke writes in The Guardian “Her work describes domestic experiences – such as vivid sexual jealousy and other forms of shame – that are underexplored in fiction, Ferrante’s reputation is soaring. Her writing has a powerful intimacy as if her characters to paraphrase Ralph Waldo Emerson, are the lenses through which we read our own minds”
To read the full article hit the link and go to an article in the Guardian, also drill down using the links in the article for more interesting snippets about La Ferrante.
Six of her books are now available in English
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