Description
“If every childhood is a haunted house, then Cecilia Szperling is the best possible ghost to walk through it, to enchant it and possess it while knowing she is also being possessed, but also—making us lucid and fully aware within a few lines—that we no longer expect anything other than to be possessed, as readers, by her writing. A prose, a cadence, and a style that dreams with wide-open eyes and that seems to see further while revisiting what is closest: everything that happened but continues to happen in an ever-insomniac memory.
Thus, The Dream Projector Machine is switched on and—focusing, adjusting the lens, and launching an initiatory screen—reveals a deeply personal childhood experience, though without age, which from the very beginning and ultimately illuminates, recognizes, includes, and contains us all.”
Rodrigo Fresán




