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Welcome to the English version of my blog!

I like to think that the posts collected here are regulated by punctuation as if they were part of a single preposition. I will write about literature, publishing industry, my books and e-books, music, everyday stories and art in general.

Well, think of my post as a blues song: if I can communicate or get you feel emotion, I did my job.




About me

I define myself a voice and not a writer. What I do is sending messages through texts. I draw my plots from the conflict between the characters and the surrounding environment. To narrate the jars is what I intend to do with my books.

After a ten-year experience as a union delegate, I got into themes like job, professions and arts.

The stories I tell are plausible, set in the suburbs, at the bus stop or little neighborhood train stations, in a mall or in a bar. My characters turn out to be defeated, isolated, disillusioned, inconsistent with the environment, are figures looking for a sense which is either forbidden or adverse.

I remain faithful to two principles inspired by Emil Cioran and Raymond Carver, which I quote in the subsequent lines.


What is a book?

A book should open old wounds, even inflict new ones. A book should be a danger. What should books be used for? To learn? No, of course, just go to school if you want to learn. No; I believe that a book should really be a wound, that it should somehow change the reader's life. 

Emil Cioran 


Side effects.   

If we're lucky, writer and reader alike, we'll finish the last couple of lines of a story and then just sit for a minute in silence. Ideally, we will reflect on what we've just written or read; maybe our hearts or intellects will have been moved off a little ahead from where they were before. Our body temperature will rise or fall by a degree. Then, breathing evenly and steadily once more, we will recompose ourselves, writers and readers alike, we will get up, "created of warm blood and nerves" as a Chekhov character puts it and go on to the next thing: Life. Always life.

Raymond Carver


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Stars of dust

An incursion into the undergrowth of art and entertainment


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