E 'was a profitable weekend for reading, so now I'm here, as last Monday, to report on my PILGRIMAGE in the world of writers and their stories. But before we get to things in my garage, signaling the conclusion is unavoidable, the announcement of the winners of the competition Ucronie Impure , organized by his friend Alex Girola. On his site you will find everything that can satisfy your curiosity. Of course, congratulations to the winners and organizers. Look, we hope in short, the ebook with the final story.
But back to my Sunday reading. This time, next to two readings taken by my trusty Cybook, there is also a story "Paper", taken from an anthology edited by Marco Vichi, killings in the province, ed. Bloomsbury Publishing. If you are lucky enough
hold this beautiful gray volume, from page 153 to page 182 you will find a small jewel of Gianluca Morozzi , The thin ice. It 's a story that will hit you hard and will leave you breathless, thanks to a finale at all obvious, but somehow it announced a series of small clues here and there with wisdom. And 'one of those jobs that I would have liked to have written myself, since the style, dry but not harsh, I really like. A father torn with grief over the incident suffered by the child may retain the clarity to see the real author of this atrocity? and above all, resist the solution of the mystery? Sicuramente: placet .
E veniamo alle letture dallo schermo del mio ereader. Entrambi i lavori li ho pescati dalle Edizioni Scudo che ha il pregio di fornire gratuitamente tanta bella roba. Anche Glauco e Simone si sono serviti di loro per la distribuzione delle proprie opere. Quelli della Scudo dicono nella presentazione: Lo scopo delle nostre attività è promuovere la conoscenza di opere e di autori che ci piacciono, come primo requisito, e che pensiamo possano dare "qualcosa" al lettore, ma senza che questo debba precludere il divertimento (che spesso è la chiave della passione e then the real learning). What drives them? First atavistic love that we bring to the fantasy literature, then a slice of glory, a little corner of fame, a lot of personal satisfaction and patronage (this now little-used word in our country) that leads us to promote the authors who deserve it. Really a beautiful work! It 'also true that not everything they publish is worth to be read, but at least everyone can have their fifteen minutes of fame with the possibility of a packaged product as they should, with the beautiful covers that Luke Oleastro are highly original works, but give satisfaction. And if the author is really, will have had its feasibility and have known how to exploit. And most will have been the reader to judge and not some editor convenience.
One of the things I read yesterday was The evenings of Blue Buzzard Brouillaud Jean Pierre, FS French writer, performing a lot of work. I really do this anthology of stories related to the Blu Buzzard, a room full of freaks, did not like at all. The stories may also have an effect, but only in the mind of the writer, and language by crime novelist who wants to be tough, however, it is hard to keep up, so much so that after three stories, I put aside the unlikely Chronicle columnist in the San Juan and its stories. It must be borne in mind that it is a work born in Francis, and could play a very bad translation done. Mind you that if there is any symptoms, for example, a blind person is 'czech' rather than 'blind' and that the pronoun referring to a woman becomes 'the' instead of 'le'. The belly is my opinion, however, that non placet .
left France and Italy are always returned to the hat I pulled out of the shield with his Fabio Calabrese Inside and outside of us , FS 4 beautiful stories in many different ways. If you get used to the phrases kilometers (even a full page of e-reader!) Is well written. The stories and characters spin are always in place, neither above nor below the line. It must be said that one of these stories, Inner Space, is written with Roberto Furlani, and this is proof I'm not sorry, especially when taking into account the fact that writing for four hands is always risky as well as tiring. In the end, placet.
Well, I will not bore you further with my delays, so I am giving you at the next meeting. And I leave you to incurable romantic! TIM
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