Tuesday, December 29, 2009

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"Il Sole 24 Ore" on my book "All but a"


The economic crisis, poverty and sudden emotions of adolescents. These are all issues of "All but one," Pina Variale's new book, the author of "Children of the Camorra." The protagonist, the narrator is Julia, a girl struggling with the complex entry into a new school and new classmates. And suddenly the plot twist: one night the father does not come home and when you call the office concerned about the discovery: "For months we no longer works for me," he answered. Start the search for the missing father and the harsh reality of the accounts that do not add up to a family that had never had trouble finding the money for spending or for the holidays. Giulia is located in front of a new life, "Clara took me a beggar begging for a meal or a few coins. 'S terrible, I have never been so ashamed in my life. "A sweeping tale, suitable for those aged 10 years, but also for adults.

All but one Pina VarialeEdizioni Piemme vaporePp The paddle 201, € 12.50

Monday, December 21, 2009

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Another review for "All but a"

SURPRISE FOR GIULIA Mysteries Dad's novel Pina
Variale, All except one (Piemme, 12.50 €) the family of Julia not ride, but the money for shopping or holiday we always have been. One evening father comes home from work, and when Julia tries in the office, the engineer said that the man was fired months earlier. Is it possible that his father has not said anything? And where did the money to live, and Dov ' is now? A nice story, in reality, for 10 years. ("Trentino" of 12/19/2009)

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's review of "Republic" to "All but a" forgotten places

The crisis is a bitter tale through the eyes of Julia
Republic - December 19, 2009 page 20 section: NAPLES

adapted to the times of crisis, this book tells through the eyes of Julia, a girl in the first year of high school and suddenly became poor due to the dismissal of his father that one day does not come back home. A bitter tale of Pina Varriale, Napolitan writer and already the author of "Invisible Children" and "Children of the Camorra," which won the Bancarellino 2008. The language is that of a girl who suddenly finds himself having to grow up, moving between small and large daily rule his personal drama linked to the desire to find her father and discover the reason for his absences and silences. The delicate time when her mother, without money to buy new clothes, a skirt adapts to making out a mini moda.Lucilla Fuiano

Sunday, December 13, 2009

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believe that the life of a writer is quiet and free of hazards? You are very wrong!
not imagine situations in which one can find incredible. Take for example a small town in the province of Lecce, add a festival of literature for children and invites a number of writers telling them that they will be followed, accompanied on the move, refreshments (including writers have lunch!) and, on the day of departure, will be brought back to the train.
All regular, you'll think. These things are the so-called minimum wage. But how does the writer think unfortunate to be relegated to a hotel that stands as a disturbing poisonous mushroom in the middle of the campaign Lecce?
Around great "country hotel" (gosh, that perverse fantasy!) There is only barren countryside, no lights at night and, least of all, the payout to reach the town. At dinner, as the aforementioned writer still has a nasty habit of eating, she is told that "maybe" you might think to book a dinner at the hotel, who knows.
Fortunately, there's friend and her husband Vito Tonina, rained like two angels from heaven, bring me a nice little restaurant in Lecce. The next day, after a night not exactly quiet country hotel in the spectrum, (but I had not asked for a place where there was at least some soul?) Are to take me to the venue.
The first meeting with secondary school children who would even buy the book (now in fashion-not reading the books of authors invited), but there is nobody to take care of sales, the text only serves to give a bit 'of color to the pale mousy desk. The best (so to speak) you have in theater where six authors are invited to talk their books with a view to a future premium well (hear, hear!) thousand euro. For this reason, some "colleagues" give the worst of himself, performing in pitiful clown scenes in order to attract the attention of the boys on "their" book. Maybe because I was a few steps back, but I believe that the promotion of reading and culture have nothing to do with these pitiful performance.
finished the torture, disappear all (they went to lunch!), But the organizers have again forgotten (ops!) to extend an invitation to the signed (but not the invitation was written that included food? And I had said I was the guest of honor and kept us very much to me?) Fortunately there Tonina and Vito, this time not only to comfort and cuddle, do more. Me back to the "country hotel" to return the suitcase and I am staying at home, caught by the doubt (which is shared by me) that just as the staff of the festival has forgotten to invite me to lunch and dinner, so will respect me back in station on the day of departure.
Only in the evening, the head of the event, remember to call me to tell me (as if you did not know) that I had "lost sight" for lunch (I was there, like a tree planted right in front of her) but if I could (note the repeated use of conditional) dinner reservations.
The most important question, however, does not make it. Since none of them brought me back to the hotel, where the hell are finished for the day? However it rains and is cold as hell. Where I ate, where I sheltered in these long hours? And how do you "forget" a person that you are stressed to death for having the "festival"?
Honestly I can not give me an answer, but after what happened (forget parcels, not people!), I can certainly assure the responsible event that never again will have the (dis) pleasure of my presence. Will have to make do with the clowns and buffoons, but so much so that the culture died, disappeared readers, there is at least someone who really laugh.

Monday, December 7, 2009

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The article on the unit for "All but a" ed. Piemme

On the number of today's newspaper there is an article of the unit editor, Conchita De Gregorio, who oversaw the afterword of my latest book, "All but one."
For those interested, the article is on page 34. PDF version of The Unit can be downloaded for free at: http://edicola.unita.it/

Sunday, December 6, 2009

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The festival of (non) readers

It 's true that Italy is a land rich in inventiveness. Not always, however, the "creative talent" arouses my enthusiasm, but one has to acknowledge that there are certain realities. This latest invention, for example, is the pseudo-literary festival. Have you noticed? Swarm everywhere. Too bad that these events often lack not only the books (who saw them is good) but even the readers. And so happen to have to speak in front of an audience (or would not be better to call it a flock?) Of individuals who have difficulty reading even written on the can of Coke and find it hard to imagine that there is something called "book". The discomfort is increased, however, those from adults (teachers? Bah!) While patching of an "event" (there are funding the town, damn ... do not forget it) bothered several writers and then feed them to a pack of rude that:
1. never read a book (let alone yours)
2. thinks that a "writer" is a kind of "vù cumprà"
3. believes that the best intelligence is to give a display of rudeness and stupidity.
The fund, however, is touched with the Headmaster (NB neither he nor his teachers have submitted or have greeted the guests invited by them) who, rather than scold the students, rails against the unfortunate who dared to call " stupid "behavior, to say the least, uncivil.
pity that this beautiful Italy where the "culture" has become one of the garden and where inaccuracy and ignorance are the hosts, that Dean (but was to be expected!) did not understand that replacing the word "stupid" by "unintelligent" was not a concession to his "authoritative" action to silence (oh, crap!) the " rude writer. "
Yes, at the end of the theaters of turnips and malcreanza, the rude ... I was!

Friday, November 20, 2009

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review for "All but a" QB

All but one
Pina Varriale
Publisher: Piemme
Year: 2009
Series: Stories of today
Pages: 201
ISBN: 978-88-566-1071-0



number of books for teens are full of heroic figures in excess of evidence to say the least improbable. We are witnessing activism, commitment to a humane and civilized way over the top, which is hard to recognize these guys are the ones that we have under our eyes every day. On the contrary, Pina Varriale us about special children who have a predisposition towards constructive circumstances, guided by an inward movement of conscience or affection, are still registered in the territory of reality. This anchoring can makes mirror his characters, we are able to find them, have a familiar eye-catching, are real. Giulia
For the first days of school: new environment, new materials and teachers, new classmates. The high school is one of the most exclusive areas of Naples. Julia is aware of experiencing a difficult integration, which she had recently changed the district due to loss of employment of the mother, but is stubborn and is confident of succeeding. At home, the relationship between the parents is not clear, ongoing litigation emphasizes the precarious financial position. By chance, Julia hears his mother on the phone and whispers of an alleged father's relationship. In reality things are more complicated, but nevertheless it is called treason. At school, Julie befriends a very wealthy girl, Clara, which opened the door to a luxury never even imagined.
any day the father disappears, leaving his car and a pair of shoes near the pier. Triggered immediately searches the police: the track of suicide seems the most likely. Then a letter arrived. The father was lying for some months, since he was fired from his firm and, to survive, had asked for money to a financial, but had to give him five times and had nothing. For this reason, preferred to disappear and not even threaten the family (we know from the news the methods used by moneylenders to remember the dates). And here's the truth: no leaks or clandestine lovers, his father is on the run from loan sharks. Lies, betrayal, lack of confidence in support of the family are the rocks that are deposited with brutality in the soul of everyone. What next? To go for help? The brother was sent grandparents, Caritas will take the packages of food and a job as a cleaning lady will. And Julia? The clash between the problems of a teenager (the cute guy, the dress more appropriate, friendship, study) and acute needs, creating an unbridgeable gap so that Julia decides to leave school, at least for a while '. He works as a baby-sitter and takes care of the house. The condition is very good insights, they bring Julia and the police on the trail of the Commendatore, which manages this budget. And the circle closes in on Clara and her wealth so dishonest.
One ring, silence, a phone call, the father of Julia is about to go home.
A success story that crosses the major themes of the loan to wear, families that fall into this trap of poverty. This time, however, all but one. (Silvia Bassani)
"My father always said, when he got angry for injustice. How many times have you told to shut up just mean playing into the hands of bullies? "

Saturday, November 14, 2009

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I often read emerging writers (but I found the same feature in many established authors, I think for example of Simenon books that regurgitate the dialogues or certain Marquez's novels, to name a few), to find the front pages and pages full of jokes, phrases in which, after a while ', you lose sight of the "who says what."
While the dialogue make the characters more "alive" do not forget, however, that his manic is suffocating. Everyone will happen to bump into so-called "buttonholer" means a person that is able to nail me for hours with a detailed account of the facts are absolutely safe. To avoid being
you buttonholer of the turn, when you write the dialogue, get to the place of your reader. There he was, you see? He sat in an armchair, armed best intentions of this world (he wants to finish reading the chapter before dinner), here is there another, clinging to the bracket in a crowded bus, with the elbow near the side and placed in curly hair of a fat that's tickling my nose.
How do you think will last the attention of these poor, while reading a dialogue that goes on for several pages? Three minutes maximum, after which the chair will stand in for something they invented to go into the kitchen and the guy on the bus, who has since lost in a desperate attempt to understand "who says what," decides to get off at the next stop and snebbiarsi take two steps for the mind, flooded by such dialogues type:
- situation: two friends, sitting at a table in a bar, talking to an acquaintance who was suffering from depression, who attempted to kill her husband. The first woman is a blond, forty year old special education teacher in an elementary school. It's called Vanda and behind a failed marriage. The other is Carla, thirty-five, a freelance journalist who deals with crime for a local newspaper.
-I did not think he would, it was not the type.
-How can you say? The human mind is a mystery.
-Yeah, but some things feel to the skin ... I spoke with her several times and has always given me the impression of being a balanced person-
... But please, do not make me laugh. If that is balanced, I'm Wonder Woman ...
-no joke, this is serious. You know me better than that, for certain things, intuition is better than a radar-
... Do not tell me you believe this crap! If I had entrusted to the intuition, you know how many corners I got ...
-Yeah, but you do not get to kill a man like this, there must have been by force of the warning signs.
-signs? Premonitions? But, stop ... I seem to talk to my mother. She is one who believes the hereafter, the bad luck, cats and blacks ...
sixth sense the sixth sense-What does it matter? This is about a murder in cold blood.
-Says who? No cold-blooded murder takes place, the author of the crime, however, is a human being so ... You're
-justifying this woman?
-not what I said. If you let me talk, you explain that the emotional component is always present in all our actions ...
The dialogue can go on forever, and if it is true that at times you can guess who is speaking (eg psychologist when referring to the emotional component and superstitions) for the remainder of the reader groping in the dark, lost in a maze in which there is no way out.
If your intent, then, is to deter, so go ahead, filling folders and folders of dialogue, but if, as I suppose, your efforts are to achieve the objective that must always be "to involve and captivate" the reader, then keep in mind the rule of "taste" of recipes. Enough! Do not exaggerate, the right measure in all things is the criteria that you must never give up.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

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Smile, you are an employee of the State!

Now, smile and be polite will be an obligation for civil servants. This is the clear desire of the Minister Brunetta that threatens penalties for employees and managers "curmudgeons". So, the lazy way and smile, please! How it works? Simple. Just do not think the thick of the house to pay (Which takes up two thirds of your fabulous salary of one thousand euro), forget the bills (more and more greedy, the face of gasoline up and down), forget the mundane concerns related to the mean survival and ... smile! Of course you do not have to mind the Cape stresses you, the users often rude sgarbatissimi of many employees, the amount of work to dispose of which requires the Administration to plurilaureato skills and rewards you as you do with "cumprà vu." Not yet able to smile? Do not worry. A nice drop of mercury and, hey presto, the laughter is guaranteed ... and deadly.

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photos of the presentation "Do not step on our rights," UNICEF Rome

This is one of the photos were taken during the presentation anthology "Do not step on our right" that Piemme published on behalf of UNICEF. Here I am with the writer and journalist Elena Mora who is also one of the editors of the volume.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

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Do not step on our rights: the video presentation in Rome

If you click on this link: http://www.c6.tv/archivio?id=6839 you can watch the video of the meeting at UNICEF headquarters in Rome, with Ms. Napolitano and children for the presentation of the book "Do not step on our rights," published by Piemme. I remind you that the sales proceeds will go entirely to Unicef \u200b\u200band Nelson Mandela Foundation to build schools in Africa. Christmas is coming, This book can be a nice gift idea as well as a small contribution to a great hope: to give children a future.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

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Among the elements that we consider and on which we need to play well to get an effect of verisimilitude are the dialogues. It happens often to read the authors emerging, while appear to be satisfactory in terms of smoothness of the texts, a few "folders" later, they fall miserably in dealing with the dialogue.
Let me give an example: imagine an author who has described an urban landscape, it moves a bunch of misfits. How do you think should play a dialogue between George, the leader and one of the components the band?
The situation is as follows: the band has organized a robbery attack on a petrol station, but someone called the police and only Roberto managed to escape arrest. George, the Chief was not present and asks the report of the incident.
In the dialogue, the words used by "actors" should be as usual, the usual. Avoid the search words and obsolete terms that give effect to "plaster". The credibility and, therefore, the likelihood of the story is also built in this way. This does not mean that we must refer to a kind of "realism" modern, bringing words in dialogues and sayings regionalistic. Do not forget that the hypothetical reader can belong to any geographical area. Send a dialect too rich colorings, used for the purpose of making it "likely" dialogue, not only ends with the tired quickly but, above all, difficult to understand.
Returning to the example above, the dialogue between George and Robert, could be the following:
-were already there ... we were waiting. We have not even had time to say "crack" that ...
- Cut short, I want to know how you did it to fool you ...
- There they are found upon him, the bastard children of the attendant trapped in the closet ... The money is here, he said. Peter and Mark came first, Phil did not trust but eventually we fell for it ...
-And you? - George is the look of grim-How did you escape? You are not smarter than others, but ... you're here ...
As you can see, the words used are simple, as it happens in a real dialogue, but the words "bastard" and "crack" immediately give the idea of \u200b\u200bthe characters and 'social environment to which they belong.
beginners often make excessive use of strong terms, often vulgar or otherwise not needed. Excessive coloring of dialogues with ends soon disturb the reader and divert attention with the facts you are telling.
When you write dialogue, strive to imagine how your characters would speak if they were people of flesh and bones. Please keep in mind as a social category they belong, what is the context in which they live, who have cultural baggage behind.
It 'very unlikely indeed, as sometimes happens to me to read that an offender appears to involve a saying
-were already there waiting for us .... We have not had the time to understand what was happening.
- No more delay, explained!
-We have been lured into a trap ... the gas station, with an excuse, has managed to imprison the children in the back ... I think that the example
it's quite clear, all you have to do now is to practice with dialogues do not forget to read aloud what you wrote. Get used to "listen", but not everyone can give good results.

Monday, November 2, 2009

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All Conversations except one, Pina Varriale, ed. Piemme 2009


From today, all the libraries in Italian, there's my last book, published by Piemme: "All but one."

keep my fingers crossed e. .. hopefully good!
Julia would never have imagined that could happen to her. Certainly, his family does not ride, but the money to go shopping or go to the beach in the summer were never missed. One evening, But not Julia's father comes home from work, and when she seeks him in office, Mr. Nardelli told her candidly do not see the man for months, ever since he was fired. For Giulia is a cold shower. Is it possible that his father has not told anything to her and her mother, pretending to go to work every day? Where did you get the money to live and pay rent? And where is now fled? Giulia wants to discover the truth. But this is not his only problem, because from now on will have to cope with the harsh reality of being poor. Reading Age: from 10 years

Saturday, October 31, 2009

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Lesson No.2 Sense data

Since you are a stubborn and have decided, nevertheless, to follow even these "lessons" of writing, then we pass a few small suggestions on settings.
After giving the rapids "brushstrokes" to your characters, making sure to give them a connotation of character or psychological well defined, we move to "environment" our actors.
Imagine watching a movie or a play. In these cases the director is always careful to treat the set, so that from the first glance we can understand the "when" and "where".
When the curtain rises and the scene shows some wooden tables, the chairs, some jugs of clay, of the glasses with wine, now understand to be in a tavern. The data "sense" in this case the view, we immediately put in a position to understand the place and, if anything, the time of the representation to which you are about to see. The director and designer will play on the costumes, stage lighting, the objects with which they will furnish to the environment but all they can do to attract public attention and give an immediate and accurate "information" is based on visual data.
The writer has a weapon in more refined and certainly effective. Thanks to the words and, in particular, the ability to "describe", it puts the reader in an ideal position to immerse himself in the scene. The writer does not merely describe the place, the objects and their features, furniture and clothes worn by the characters, the author creates the setting.
What does it mean to create a setting? Simply connote the scene with data able to evoke emotions, memories, feelings. Saying that "the narrow road with no sun, crushed between high gray buildings, he felt the early morning, the smell of freshly baked bread" makes you immediately come to mind a childhood memory, a similar situation that you yourself have experienced . Also, playing on the opposite, the character "cold" environment (road narrow, sunless, gray building) is mitigated and softened by a "presence" familiar and reassuring (the smell of freshly baked bread). At this point the reader is already part of the scene, the protagonist is himself and not a mere spectator. A scent, a sound, a smell have a strong evocative power on any human being. Learning to use these elements to give meaning and effect described in the environment will help you more easily reach the goal dell'immedesimazione.
Practice "environment" including consideration of the songs below:


1.Sui glass door there were no complaints. Jingle bells. Fin the threshold we felt enveloped by an atmosphere dominated by odori.Ma indefinable smells like? A hint of cinnamon, a note more intense than ground coffee, and even a vague hint of oil, but mixed in whiffs of acquavite.Una electric light bulb, only one. Behind the wooden bench, painted dark brown, a woman with white hair and a black bodice spoke with a woman holding a baby. (George Simenon, The House of the Flemish, Adelphi)


2.La attic was large and dark. It smelled of dust and naftalina.All 'outwards the light of the rain drumming on the roof of the large copper plates, you could hear a mighty mosca.Travi, black old, rose from the floor, met with other higher roof beams ... Here and there hung cobwebs sized hammocks, moving back and forth in the air flow, light and quiet as ghosts. From a window that opened into the roof down a milky ray of luce.L 'only living being in that place where time seemed to stand still, it was a rat that jumped on the floor, leaving footprints in the dust of minuscolissime legs. There was crawling along the ground the tail sign ran a long and thin. Suddenly the beast stopped and listened ... and then, psst! disappeared with a flick of the ace in a hole. (M. Ende, The Neverending Story, Longanesi).


3.Once in top of the pile of waste fertilizer of the magician we saw a tiny dragon who scratched
under green wing with its claws scarlet and gray smoke breathed flames azzurree.

(M. Mahy, A door to heaven, Mondadori)



Pina Varriale

Sunday, October 25, 2009

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Earth

blind eye on a dark alley, behind closed doors.
The dust lanes and the air of a sea port on the shore only the dead.
Laugh.
Shadows sitting at a table in a bar, silent as this country forgotten by God
The night has swallowed the last hope.

Saturday, October 24, 2009

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my Creative Writing Course: Writing for publication

Introduction

If you are thinking of becoming successful writers attended a writing course creative think you'd better spend your time in another way. Maybe you would agree to take a walk or sit back and listen to your favorite music. There are unique rules that allow it to transform an aspiring writer (or a imbrattafogli if you like) in an author with a capital letter. So what are we doing here? Nothing but an attempt to improve the way you write, avoid common mistakes and learning, with time, exercise, and fatigue (tanta!) to improve our developed from the standpoint of syntax, grammar, and what the entries.
There is an essential element that distinguishes a imbrattafogli by an author able to communicate emotions, sensations, feelings and impressions. That "something" is called talent and is, unfortunately, a natural gift. Nothing prevents, however, even for those who have this gift, to greatly improve the quality of what he writes, in a reasonable time achieving a very satisfactory result.
In order to provide the means necessary to write a good text, you will find here tips, tricks, ideas and exercises to help.
This "manual" you will, from time to time, structuring and on-line will grow, over time, not only of useful information and teaching materials, but also news about the essay contests, reports of events the most important cultural and published a special section where they will be the best prepared.
Writing is a wonderful experience, an exploration within its spirit, a way to overcome all barriers and borders. Good journey to you all!

1. The idea and the character


To begin to tell a story, whether in the form of story or novel, it is necessary to give the reader an idea of \u200b\u200bthe characters in the story treat. A common mistake many new writers is to right from the start to dwell on insignificant details, leaving out a key element. Who are we talking about?
The first rule, if so we call it, is to immediately and in a few words, an accurate picture of the characters. It is not necessary to describe carefully the clothing, the details of the face, eye color and hair. With a few strokes you need to enable the reader to "see" the character, focusing on some key feature that allows, in the subsequent development of characteristic features to recognize it immediately. We can say of a man who "was fat, his hair sparse and rather low" but if we add to this description, an optional "personality" that sets it apart, we started working on the "thickness", this element is lacking, almost always, in the texts of the debutants.
"He was fat, fairly low and with thinning hair but he had an infectious laugh." As you can see, we have not done anything but add the element of "infectious laugh" to make the idea of \u200b\u200ba good-natured and jovial person.
Analyzing the descriptive texts listed below, practice to describe a character, real or imagined does not matter, what matters is that, with a few words appear "alive".


1.This' man was a young man of perhaps twenty-five years of a beauty that I saw a few times in life mia.Alto, with broad shoulders, snellissima life as if it were a woman, elegant, long legs in cowhide boots gialla.Era blond like gold, his eyes were a color between green and blue, almond-shaped, and how strange dreamy, straight nose, large, thin, red mouth and well-designed , and bared teeth when he smiled beautiful, white and regular, it was a pleasure to watch. He told us he was not German but Russia, a country far away.
(A. Moravia, Two Women, Bompiani)

2.Martino is an old school friend, with a long head, long, a front-ending and chin, a big nose that looks like a shapeless stone, and two eyes in the midst of the mountainous desert of his face, sweet, full of tenderness, hanging down, a nice brown color, like a dog. (C. Levi, The clock, Einaudi)

3.Era a robust-looking gypsy woman, with two large gold rings in her ears and gold chains and necklaces of colored beads neck. He had an asymmetric face, rouged and wrinkled, but with an intense expression, a hooked nose, eyes burning blacks. It was dark in complexion and long hair was uncombed and blacks. The loose clothing were used to hide the fact that maybe she was fat or maybe wore them only for their large and shabby convenience, a red tunic, a black tiered skirt, long and wide gray cotton jacket, a red shawl and blue. Bare legs, bare feet and sandals. (R. Rendell, Something wrong, Rizzoli)
Pina Varriale

Monday, October 12, 2009

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Presentation of the book "Do not step on our rights," Piemme

Tuesday, November 10 at the theater del'Unicef \u200b\u200bof Rome will be presented to the press and Roman primary school children's book, published by Piemme, "Do not step on our rights," a collection of stories devoted to the UN Convention on the Rights of the Child.
Ten writers and ten illustrators of the most famous in Italy tell their kids through stories written with great sensitivity and beautiful designs, the ten basic rights of children.
The proceeds from the sale of the book will be donated to Schools for Africa project, sponsored by UNICEF and the Nelson Mandela Foundation. The project will affect more than
4 million children in 11 African countries.
exceptional godmother, Mrs. Clio Napolitano, who also the preface of the book.

Sunday, October 11, 2009

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Love (maybe)

When you know you listen with your soul and heart, when you can, at least for a moment, to be instead of the other. When you know you claim your rights without trampling on those of others, when it is not a burden to spend your time knowing from the outset that you only new troubles. When you have the courage to be against everyone, starting with yourself, then (maybe) you can call it love.

Monday, October 5, 2009

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Do not step on our rights-Piemme for UNICEF



will be in all the libraries of Italy, from November 10, the anthology "Do not step on our rights," published by Piemme for UNICEF. Ten ten authors and illustrators, including myself, have interpreted and given a voice, each according to his own style and personality, the articles of the Charter of the Rights of the Child. The proceeds from the sale of this anthology will be donated to Unicef, which totally takes care of for years to help children around the world.

I invite you right now to put this wonderful book from the presents, of course, are you planning for Christmas. We are authors and illustrators were happy to make our small contribution but heard our voices and to give to all those children who, even today, are denied even the most basic rights. Not limit ourselves to "feel" good, sometimes a small gesture can mean to another human being (in this case a child) the difference between life and death. As soon as I get the technical details of the book, the cost should be around ten euro, I will give to those interested (and I hope you lot!) Details.

Friday, October 2, 2009

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Words, words ...

almost never used to understand the words, but they are excellent tools to increase the ambiguity and confusion.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

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Problems?

Many times the problems of others are also mine.
And my problems? They belong only to me, is obvious.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

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Silence

Few can stand the silence, now you are looking for complicity in the sounds, the banality, just to fill a vacuum that puts us face to face, silent and mysterious.
Silence subtract, take away and we have nothing more to see, are not possible rapid analysis reassuring, it's okay, you're gay, are quiet, you're happy, I am concerned. It does not matter if the words do not reflect what really stirs within us, just fill the void of silly noises, not to embarrass the next, not to worry.
's terrible then, so go away, leaving the other in your unknowable Reel silence.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

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The new house

I'm here now. I moved house, I needed to breathe fresh air.
What gave me the final push to change the platform for my blog, it was the new version of Splinder, cumbersome and inefficient.
I hope my readers find among the few true friends I met during his two years on Splinder. I hope to meet new people here who share the same interests in books and literature. However it goes, I had another experience.
keep my fingers crossed e. .. We'll see!

Friday, July 3, 2009

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ghosts ... as before, more than ever

and now that everyone (that is, those few people who knew about it) credeno that this blog no longer exists .... here it is: more than before as the first

is a difficult time for me
of the difficulties I face a twofold and the study and work, certainly not help me.

the desire to move forward and overcome this, in truth, there is. or better, than the desire, lacks the right attitude, motivation, strength, including that of will.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Congration Baby Email

you breathe by my own belly ...

six months, almost seven ... it all happened in this period, many things upset me in one way or another, and all have given a new face to my life ... And if we now continue to stay silent I would give the impression of being only a frignona, who uses the blog to write about his misfortunes daily, instead of life, the real one, which certainly has its sad side, but sometimes also know as the blog will not be surprised ... was my only refuge from the world, was and is the friend who needs to know everything about me ... the person who despite everything is still the same ... Perhaps the novelty is one, and it is this that has changed the background everything else, has made it less painful ... I do not know if it is expected that the surprise ... but then abducted and blindfolded me, led me into a world where everything is about me, where can I make stupid faces and figures that I like so much, that I can laugh or cry, say and do what I want: it is as if I had found the solution to the puzzle, and now I was myself with another me ... except that now everything is less scary under the bed, inside closets, in the dark of night there is not nothing to scare me ... is the strength that I lacked the security that I need ... is the sweetness ...." this kind of thing, "as he called at the beginning, is becoming more and more" my sweet little thing "...
In March, the father was bad ... The strong man inside and out, the athlete healthy and vigorous, my icon of elegance and beauty, our strength still, my and my family, suddenly, one evening, he stumbles ... Within hours, quiet and smiling the whole universe turned against us , became black and gloomy, hopeless, hopeless ... I was there, stunned, I called him crying, hugged him with tears that I quartered the face ... and I watched his face, so different, so unreal, staring, lifeless, without the slightest emotion, with the harrowing fear of losing it forever ....
Now is better health "is" ... but we know that the father, husband, man of the past are gone ... they left that on March 19, for the "Festa del Papa", leaving him and so much fear in us ... Who knows ... He knows confident, funny, kind, elegant, first of all have given way to soul 'abject insecurity, loneliness, two sad eyes as the dark winter sky ... The body young and healthy has received a warning: time is ticking for everyone, and in one way or another always upsets ... In my heart I know how he got the cold will go away, will return to the calm in his eyes ... sweet return to protect us all as it has done, his girls with his jealousy, his wife, his sisters with his love strong and proud ... wait ....
In all this I left out one thing: the first I've seen in the hospital that night was "my sweet little thing" has been with me all night, I was close to himself, talking about everything cpmpreso football, reassuring in an almost unreal about the situation ... and 'every day to see the past and find it, always asking how I was, in fact experimenting with this ... They took care of me in those moments so painful, and continued to do every day, even now, when the worst has passed but Sometimes anxiety is ... I remember his face that night, or read him in the eye when I talk or eat at the table in silence ... I can not tell mom wing, already suffers too: I take the phone and I say to him ... But it's usually not the answer: he sees himself, by my eyes, my voice, that something is wrong ... and always makes up in some way ...
It amazes me every day, not with flowers, not with gifts ... but for what it says, for the most pure gestures ... it's like a baby in my arms, has the innocence and simplicity I still believe that only stupid to keep a sweetness without limits ... Perhaps unknowingly can give me security, comfort anyone would know, is incredidile ... Sometimes I talk with friends, but I know that there are no words ... Only I know I have next to "my special little person," which, as the friend of the heart, there's always giving you attention, makes you sentitre important: indeed, as the little prince with its pink, its his attention that makes it important to you ... It makes me feel unique in the world, the nicest, sweetest, most intelligent ... sa give you an idiot, you know to tell you when you miss, the other is yourself ... I feel better next to him, because although you know what you are worth, and you must convince yourself it's nice to see that special someone in your law, you really know how to ... and above all he tells you, makes you see when you down and discourage you ... I has crept in slowly, turning away all doubt and fear, to desert again to someone else ... and suffering .. .. I learned to love again, as if nobody had ever done wrong .... I learned a lot, even about myself, to be less selfish, to have more hope ... Now I know: HE is there ...

Monday, June 22, 2009

Different Colors On The Bottom Of Beer Cans



few days and this blog will be no more.
not until today that during his year of life has been busy and read, but that was enough for me who wanted Legesse did.

today is different.

no longer has any reason to exist and above all no more, for my part, the desire to want to communicate with anyone ... let alone a blog or those who may read it.

and so my thoughts will no longer be entrusted to vast sea of \u200b\u200bthe web, I'll walk for a few seconds, without letting my emotions, fears and more innermost thoughts can smoothly navigate in this space.


Hello everyone who has read, who have not read, who would not if they have never cheated and especially to those who have opened this page just for a little groom in 'My Cock'

adios amigos :-(

Monday, May 18, 2009

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and go back to square one

... once again proves that ... want is power and go !!!!!

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

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paarole I did not, only bitterness.
that's enough.
a one-way travel in
program ... and this time will be long, almost forever.

half truths ... the words that follow are those of the song 'half truths' of the undertone. a song that represents my entire anger mixed with disappointment, sadness and melancholy of the moment

down here and help me with some visitors' confidence in me,
account on my hands I have plans, I have plans

You're done with me This time forever and do not recur more, go ahead account of not having ever known,
and now only think of having to do with motherfuckers like you already pass me the desire to stay in the world so the world is so

CHORUS: YOU NEVER GAVE WITHOUT RECEIVING, YOU NEVER HAVE YOU SINCERE IN RELATIONS, c'mon, c'mon, BYE BYE FORGET-ME KNOW KNOW WHY '

I am told or not? Fuck no I do not want friends like you I was the last that I have, you Sorry to hear that because then you have not done anything. Do you ever think before you speak you say bad things you hear, you know why the hell should I do look at me, tell half-truths and insist that you've changed, but you do not count for you no one except you how you doing?



But you do not stand by while others build, and insist they know that fate if they fail to stop first sgambetterà and if you take decisions in this respect, you have a good reason 'is' chatty nu live in this dimension or not think about it are trying to confuse you to go fuck you rotten and who is wrong. Do not know how to accept you for who you really exclude those who are not like them, who it's like their mind is always just pretend nothing is better not to have to do is end in stesssa.
You're done with me forever and this time not to return more, go ahead account of not having ever known and now only think of having to do with motherfuckers like you already pass me the desire to spend time in the world, around the world so.


stories half-truths and insist that you've changed, but you do not count for you no one but you,
tell half-truths and insist that you've changed for you but you do not count as no one except you do?

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Neon Teardrop Trailer

disappointment that begins the countdown

.... the countdown begins.
quarter of a century is not much, but even short lived
intensely, always looking for myself, my deepest self, truth, all the world .... and sometimes the opposite.

I stopped a little in recent years



perhaps too little now that the countdown is about to end
I think, I reflect on what I did, experienced, heard, seen, heard, felt and loved over the years. ... there is some regret, some rebuke, reflection, resentment and fear alone.
but Haim, maybe not just another quarter of a century to leave the street

in recent years often have lied out of fear or maybe just to hide, but whenever I wore a mask was real, true, true ... maybe sometimes so much that it seems cruel and cynical.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Painting Sheer Fabric On Miniatures

key water


I found, finally, the key water, but ... I do not use and do not even have the instruction manual ....

a metaphor, of course


ps for this session of exams can be happy .... half :-(

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Swollen Feet And Headache

a hug


for a person who stood by me in my times of trouble .
a hug, nothing more: a way to stay close to who is now in trouble

Monday, January 19, 2009

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From legend to reality: January 19

From legend to reality:
January 19th is the day "sad"
Astrusi year calculations to show that depression affects on Monday last full week of January


LONDON - This is an article that talks about the most depressing day year, ie January 19. So if you're already depressed with your (or Inter fans), you have been warned. Depressing the "discovery" is actually a clever advertising campaign launched several years ago by the British channel Sky Travel TV Travel of BSkyB.

HISTORY - The fact is that in a while 'everyone will believe the story that "through complicated calculations considering the weather, the level of debt, the days that separate us from Christmas, the awareness that the good intentions of the start of the year have already finished the back burner, low motivational levels, "and other similar amenities, the most depressing day of the year Monday is the last full week of January. January 19 this year, last year was 21 in 2010 will be January 25.

CALCULATION ENGLISH - However, this is "a calculation" very English, and that is at most for the northern hemisphere. As for the weather, for example, in Australia and Brazil is the height of summer, people on the beach to sunbathe and depression does not even know what it is. In Gaza, the time is better than in London, but the vacuum level reaches stratospheric odds, because Muslims do not care much distance to the next Christmas, but what is missing at the end of the next Ramadan, a fact which the study does not speak.

SOLUTIONS - To combat the depression of the saddest day of the year, you can suggest some solutions: 1
- Print this article, crumpled and throw it in the wastepaper basket by launching heavy tirades against the author, the creator of the search and the English in general
2 - Whistle song Do not Worry, Be Happy by Bobby McFerrin
3 - Play the lottery the numbers 1, 19 and 73 (depression according to the Neapolitan Smorfia)
4 - Be aware that Italy is the European country worst-
5 - Light a candle in front of the portrait of Saint Silvio from Arcore 300 times and repeat his mantra "we must be optimistic

Paul Virtue corriere.it
January 19, 2009

AND I HAVE TO CHOOSE WHICH OF THE FIVE OPTIONS?
ACCEPT SUGGESTIONS ....

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Groundhog

not many words, but good
has been a terrible week, those in which it seems that will never reach the giono.ma going through the night ... I start to me. by an awareness. Address what happens to me (and unfortunately this time it was a bad blow), alone and with knowledge that, perhaps, if you ask help from some good friends, you can find.
I have too many things to do to stand still crying about myself.
's study, first, and perhaps even
work ... with the awareness of what is and not what I want it to be. and then I can not afford the 'lusso'di betraying the trust of those who have placed in me.

Groundhog ME! ! ! ! !

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

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me .. .


maybe now this blog no longer makes sense, so why not read anyone. Even those who, until recently, commenting, anonymous, my 'mental Paturnie'.
or perhaps now makes sense because it returns to its original meaning back to be 'my corner' my space where I can take refuge and where I can write, anonymously, as always, what I think, want, want and feel.

there is so much sadness, melancholy, disappointment, anger, bitterness. Why?!? pity that I can not even write it. but now I think only of defending myself. This time, however, unlike in the past, I lock myself in me. I remain silent, motionless, not listening, but I feel, and try to slide around. But all does not slip, especially when there are deep scratches scratches ... inevitabilemnte heal with time, but will leave a furrow.
words too screamed, yelled, slammed in your face worse than the worst and cruel reality.
while I try to lick my wounds trying to raise a wall of indifference, but I'm the first to fight against them. and another blow hurts.
everything goes, life goes on, but I do not feel like anything, I go to work only because I, too respect the work and who gave me a great opportunity to disappoint; nn me to go out, but I have to because they are walls 4 too narrow, and the apathy comes over me.
mah ... one of these days, playing under, I'll have to find a remedy ... a bad call for desperate measures .... Meanwhile, a tear line salted my face and my smile dims that I can not remember how done.

Saturday, January 10, 2009

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:-( so no one will read slowly dies

He or she who becomes a slave of habit, repeating every day
the same itineraries, who does not change the brand, who does not
risk and change the color of the clothes, does not talk to those who do not know.

He or she who shuns passion, who prefers black on white
, dotting the "i" rather than a set of emotions,
the kind that make your eyes glimmer, that turn a yawn
a smile, that make the heart beat before
mistakes and feelings.

He or she who does not overthrow the table when is unhappy at work
, who does not risk certainty for uncertainty,
to chase a dream, who does not allow, at least once in their lives, die
sensible advice. He or she who does not travel, does not read, who
not listen to music, who does not find grace in himself. Dies slowly he who destroys
self-love, who does not accept help, who spends
days complaining of his bad luck or the incessant rain.

Dies slowly he who abandons a project before starting it, who does not
ask questions on subjects he does not know who does not answer when asked about something he knows
.

We avoid death in small doses, remembering always that
being alive requires an effort far greater than the simple act of breathing
.
Only a burning patience will lead to attainment of a splendid happiness
.


Martha Medeiros