Lately I have been discovering in the Spanish literary scene a kind of new genre within the more general thriller.
It is about an intimate suspense that is more closely related to the inner courts of the characters, with the most personal baggage of some protagonists who survive their past in a present offered to the reader as a path towards psychoanalysis made into a literary plot.
I mean authors like Victor of the Tree, with novels like The eve of almost everything, Eduardo Soto Trillo himself, or even Javier Castillo both always ready to arouse the curiosity and restlessness of readers eager for great stories that are born from empathy to introspection.
In the case of this novel I never, it is about playing narratively with the dark side (and in that of the folds a actor as Edu Soto must know a lot), with that great plot of the characters relocated in another space, away from their past, what they were, their possible faults and fears.
From there we meet Luis, retired to a Galician village to focus on his new assault on the post of judge that he longs for. But soon, around him and with that magnetism of souls looking for a restart, a second chance or a retirement, Carmen and Laura appear.
Love and passion are even stronger emotions when a physical surrender to another soul is glimpsed without further conditioning. Loving someone who is only known in temporary limbo acquires the brightness of the fleeting but also of the eternal. And maybe something wonderful could be born from there.
Only that unexpected love also has a lot of chance, of blind bet. Even more so when there are three who plunge into debauchery and passion without any past that strikes the conscience.
In a scenario that anticipates the tragic in terms of spite and betrayal, the notion is added that none of the three lovers fully know each other.
The crazy outburst of passion can end up disturbing the peace of the Galician valley in which the story takes place. And that's when a reading concern unparalleled with any other type of thriller is awakened. Because stories like these end up giving their natural suspense a more transcendental aspect about our own vital instincts.
You can now buy the novel Yo never, the new book by Eduardo Soto Trillo, here: