It’s About Time
I’ve been a fan for at least a dozen years. If you haven’t been introduced to the joys of Vargas Llosa’s writing, The Guardian gives a pretty good rundown of his most important novels.
My favorites aren’t on that list; I’ve always been more attached to the rather obscure In Praise of the Stepmother and The Notebooks of Don Rigoberto. Both tell the tale of a 50-something secret sexual libertine and his touching – and amusing – fetish for his 40-something new bride, and the complications created in the relationship between the two by Don Rigoberto’s angelic/demonic naif pubescent son, who is developing, quite innocently, into a sexual libertine himself. These books are full-on kinky without a trace of smut, and feature some of the funniest and most memorable scenes I’ve ever read. In Praise of the Stepmother has been the most-borrowed book in my personal library and everyone who’s borrowed it has enjoyed it.
But you can pretty much pick up anything by Vargas Llosa and count on a good read. The man simply doesn’t write bad books. Though I personally enjoy him most when he taps into his incredibly rich sense of humor, I’ve really enjoyed his novels about historical events and people as well.