Formentera lady

Jordi Cussà writes the chronicle of a broken generation, proposing a bastard genre, without limits, with the right mix of emotion, piety and, above all, truth.

Daniel Alfals reaches the dreaded, disappointed tedium of fifty years in Cal Pardal, where he calls a meeting of former companions of revelry and battle: the heart of survivors of a general disaster due to drugs. Together they will reconstruct the mirror that Alexandre Oscà shredded in Wild Horses. The mirages of memory, individual and collective, put us back to familiar spaces, but lived with the filter imposed by the passage and weight of time.

Layer upon layer, a novel that refines Jordi Cussà's narrative capacity to the maximum. Irony, sensuality, the agitation for adventure in all its forms, tension between crudeness and pity and the removal of stereotypes.

Fifteen years after making his debut with Wild Horses, Jordi Cussà wrote again in Formentera lady about the red years of addiction, but this time with the lucid gaze of those who managed to survive.