Monday, March 14, 2011

Cheats For Fire Red On Pc

Ho visto...

Okay, il mio tedesco - bene o male - ha retto. Okay, mi sono reso complice dell'assassinio di Diosolosa quanti suini. Okay, ho fatto "indigestione" da birra. Insomma: sono ancora intero.

Sei piani di libreria. Librerie OVUNQUE. Lettori che NON si credono eroi solo perchè hanno un libro sotto mano. Postazioni per leggere. Librai e non commessi. E scaffali. Scaffali MERAVIGLIOSI. Ho visto una donna allattare un bambino in libreria. Niente sconti. E NESSUNO che si sognava di chiederli. Hardcover che costavano anche 28 - 29 euro, paperback a 9 - 10. E persone che compravano libri A MAZZI. COMITIVE di ragazzi e ragazze, uomini e donne, vecchi e giovani, che si consigliavano, discutevano, parlavano di LIBRI.

Che genere di libri?

ALL.

no distinction.

In Germany there is the SF. The real one, with ideas, ideas monstrous. Diocristo I read the back covers and a face I had to worry so much upset by the bookseller. And then there are thrillers. Thriller with controcazzi. Why? Because publishers can rely on a bunch of readers who do not go to war with each other and are damn OPEN to any new and - at the same time - also appreciate books which, though not original to say glowing things so different. CONSEQUENTLY, IT IS SEIZED. Psychothriller, Krimi, Crime. There are novels-novels. Erotic novels. Novels of the day. Biographies of people uncomfortable. I seen at least ten different books written by former soldiers in Afghanistan (this is democracy, how many there are in Italy? yet we have had more deaths than the Germans at the front, right?). Illustrated books, in piles and beautiful.

And the Italians?

Mafia. There is nothing more than that. Transfigured in the Mafia game thriller - Italian or italotedeschi. Other? No, there are even more books about Berlusconi. Before you laugh now ZERO.

I am convinced that the degree of civilization of a people see how these books.

[To be continued (maybe)]

Thursday, March 10, 2011

What Color Drapes For Red Dinning Room

Prove tecniche di espatrio

In a couple of hours, I booked a train. It 's funny, not to I hated the train too long ago, has now become my main means of transport - and I like it too. Probably because the train I used to read a lot, or maybe just because the metal is the root of the Blues, you know the range.

I'm leaving a couple of days in a more civilized country. I need a change of scenery, the Italian stinks. I want to see what moves into the literary underworld of a country that is prepared to lecture a bit 'at all, Germany. It 'a lot that do not use my Deutsch and will be fun to see what's left of me in the head. I need to look around.

I need, in other words, hope.

I need to hope that something can change. Hope in new plots, new stories, powerful, strong. Stuff that grabs you by the hair and throws you off the cliff. I have no faith in the players but I have faith in the stories. Those MUST be there and somehow have to get out. Here, I want to understand how the hell do they do it. I need to see faces that are not ashamed of their country. I need to see people who love what they do. I need to talk to my peers who still head the word future.

What we do not have anymore.

Take care and do the good.

Monday, March 7, 2011

Lacrosse Helmets Visor

Quando giochi allo Yankee Stadium, beh...

There are people you meet and you do not leave anything. Really nothing. Maybe I'll talk for hours, exchanging ideas, words, thoughts. And finally ... nada.
I know that if I were a better person than what I am able to appreciate everyone. I could see in everyone something important. Unfortunately, I can rarely. To hit people should have ... something. Stephen King would call it "The Shining". I call it talent.
I have a very low threshold of reactivity to boredom, and just the slightest thing annoys me. Talented people irritate me maybe, maybe make me feel in awe, but never, never bore me. Never disappoint me. And always, always, I am rich. You do not need to know live this kind of people. It is often impossible to do. Think Saramago, Borges, Lovecraft in: they are dead, but every time you meet them have something to teach.

I had the good fortune to meet many talented people. One of these has become a friend who is teaching me a lot. If I have a Dirven, if you know the most important, I would say perseverance.

So now not only are very happy for her, but I take the lesson and put in the safe .