The work of Margarita García Robayo is striking for many reasons. She has a precision with words that allows her command, with authority and sadness, an atmosphere of quiet despair and tension, many times in scenarios that are cold or somewhat anonymous. But there’s also something tremendously important about her work: she is a destroyer of stereotypes. She represents a generation that no longer has the pressure of the “Latin American Boom” on their shoulders. She respects literary traditions but is no longer influenced by the loosely defined term of “magical realism” that critics use to describe too much of the very diverse literature produced in Latin America during the 60s.