Gabriel Garcia Marquez, the Nobel-winning Colombian author who used magical realism to tell epic stories of love, family and dictatorship in Latin America, has died at the age of 87.
Known affectionately as “Gabo”, the author of One Hundred Years of Solitude, and Love in the Time of Cholera, was one of the world’s most popular Latin American novelists and the godfather of a literary movement that witnessed a continent in turmoil.
The longtime journalist was a colourful character who befriended Cuban leader Fidel Castro, got punched by fellow Nobel laureate Mario Vargas Llosa, and joked that he wrote to make his friends love him.
Presidents, writers and celebrities mourned his death on Thursday, the cause of which was not immediately revealed.
“One thousand years of solitude and sadness for the death of the greatest Colombian of all time,” Colombian President Juan Manuel Santo, who has declared three days of mourning, wrote on Twitter.
“The world has lost one of its greatest visionary writers,” US President Barack Obama said.
Garcia Marquez was hospitalised for pneumonia on March 31 and discharged to recover at his Mexico City home. His wife Mercedes and two sons were reportedly by his side at home when he died.
The family said his body would be cremated and officials announced a public tribute will be held in Mexico City’s Bellas Artes Palace cultural centre on Monday.
The son of a telegraph operator, Garcia Marquez was born on March 6, 1927 in the village of Aracataca on Colombia’s Caribbean coast.
He was raised in a tropical culture influenced by the heritage of Spanish settlers, indigenous populations and black slaves. His grandfather was a retired colonel.
His masterpiece, One Hundred Years of Solitude, was translated into 35 languages and sold more than 30 million copies.
Garcia Marquez wrote the novel after moving to Mexico City in 1961, taking a long bus ride from New York with his wife, Mercedes Barcha, and son Rodrigo, and arriving “without a name or penny in my pocket”.
His second son, Gonzalo, was born a year later in the Mexican capital, where the author lived for more than three decades.
When he wrote One Hundred Years of Solitude, the novelist owed nine months of rent payments, and could barely afford to send the manuscript to his editor in Argentina.
Garcia Marquez wore a traditional white liqui-liqui costume with a high collar from his region to receive his Nobel prize in Sweden in 1982.
The Nobel committee rewarded him for books “in which the fantastic and the realistic are combined in a richly composed world of imagination, reflecting a continent’s life and conflicts”.
In his acceptance speech, Garcia Marquez said it was the “outsized reality” of brutal dictatorships and civil wars in Latin America, “and not just its literary expression”, that got the attention of the Swedish Academy of Letters.
His final novel, Memories of My Melancholy Whores, was published in 2004.
Garcia Marquez also left his mark in journalism, which he considered “the most beautiful profession in the world”.
He founded the Ibero-American New Journalism Foundation in the Colombian port city of Cartagena in 1994.
His first job was with Bogota’s El Espectador newspaper, paying him 800 pesos, or less than 50 cents, a month.
He left for Europe after an article angered the then military regime, living in Geneva, Rome and Paris, where he finished the 1961 book No One Writes to the Colonel.
An admirer of Cuba’s revolution, he became a correspondent for the communist island’s Prensa Latina news agency in Bogota and New York.
He forged a friendship with Castro, who called him “a man with the goodness of a child and a cosmic talent”.
But he also worked as an emissary between Castro and another powerful friend, then US president Bill Clinton, in the 1990s.
“I write so that my friends will love me,” the novelist quipped.
Garcia Marquez had a falling out with his friend Vargas Llosa that culminated with the Peruvian novelist punching him outside a Mexico City movie theatre in 1976.
But Vargas Llosa paid tribute to Garcia Marquez, saying: “His novels will survive him and continue gaining readers everywhere.”