Biography
Emma Pedreira is a highly successful Galician writer who has published numerous works of poetry and fiction. Her poetry books have received many awards, including the Jovellanos International Poetry Prize for ‘the best poem in the world’ in 2017 for her poem ‘The Widow’s Shopping List’. Her best-known works of fiction are Bibliopaths and Phobologists (2017), a series of stories about books containing books that make you ill or well; Blood Beast (2018), winner of the Xerais Prize for novels, based on the figure of Manuel Blanco Romasanta, Spain’s first recorded serial killer, who claimed to have committed the murders while under the influence of lycanthropy; and The Invisible Bodies (2019), winner of the Jules Verne Prize for Young People’s Literature, about a girl who works in a textile factory in London and meets a wealthy woman in a motorized wheelchair. A documentary about Emma Pedreira, O des-en-freo, is available to watch on YouTube.
Synopsis
Blood Beast (120 pages) is based on the figure of Manuel Blanco Romasanta, Spain’s first recorded serial killer, a travelling salesman who reputedly murdered mothers and their children while acting as a guide. He claimed to have been afflicted with lycanthropy, together with other humans, in the company of whom he killed and ate some of his victims. It was said he extracted the victims’ fat for use in making soap. When asked to demonstrate his transformation into a wolf, he replied that the curse had lasted thirteen years and had now expired. He was found guilty of nine murders in 1853 and sentenced to death by garrotte, but his sentence was commuted by Queen Isabella II of Spain in response to a letter from the French hypnotist Dr Phillips, who claimed to be able to treat lycanthropy by hypnosis. He later died in prison. As a child, he was originally thought to be a girl and was named Manuela. It was only later that people realized their mistake and reassigned his gender.
Sample
Outside the two dogs snarled and drooled. Tied up with a heavy chain and spiked collar, they had been in a real frenzy for several hours. The livestock had been brought in, all the shutters of the house were closed as well, and inside, where it was warm and safe, a scent of rust, smoke, and human sweat floated in the air. The younger children had been sent to the house of an aunt and uncle and the older ones were lying in bed pretending they were asleep. Their father had returned from the tavern bellowing, herded along by his mother-in-law, whom he’d also like to fit with a spiked collar, a small device for controlling such a bad-natured, nervous beast.