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One of my New Year's resolutions is to recover the reviews of this blog. This is not an easy goal but I want to do this little effort. I also want to "get my fingers burnt" in the long review more than what I've done so far. The reason is simple: the more you learn about writing is to read carefully. So the mess ...

"By the time of Clemente Colling" in Felisberto Hernández was a successful Christmas present I arrived a little early so you could take holidays in their reading. I know no Felisberto works for now, but this will change from here a few weeks because their Majesties have graciously give me more reading material. Of time and input, it is considered by some the best work of Felisberto, is an exquisite story. The purpose of speech is a complex comeback by the ravings of memory, remembrance hiperesthetic a childhood, the reconstruction of memories that light now with the maturity of the protagonist.

seems to be autobiographical memories dotted side, the narrator protagonist, Felisberto, says his relationship with the music, the thread of this in your memories and above all, build and destroy in an infinite loop the character to be his teacher piano, Clemente Colling.

Almost immediately, the tenderness, the delicacy, the battle against oblivion, the work is inevitably reminiscent of Proust. It seems that French was among the favorite reading of the author and his influence is evident. The speech, however, is more avant-garde forms that of Proust, but without reaching the tattered monologue of Joyce, it goes into the vagaries of our most intimate thoughts and ventures into the collage of memories associated with each other without apparent logic. In addition, there are passages, like the description of the long-lived, his stuffed parrot, etc. that are hospitalized, even superficially, in magic realism which collect witness Gabriel García Márquez and others. He said he did admire and Cortázar, although the latter's influence seems to move more in terms of form: in the construction of a seemingly careless language in which not a single word can removed without dropping the house of cards.

is also interesting to know the biography of Felisberto Hernández , unknowingly married a KGB spy who attained more fame and honor that her innocent husband. A fictionalized life worth.

A convenient and useful reading, away from my interest in the background but not in form. Recommended for lovers of the delicacy and finesse.

"a writer who does not look like anyone, to any of the Europeans and Latin Americans either, is a sniper that defies classification and every frame, but comes as unmistakable to open its pages"

Italo Calvino

(Thanks Joaquin for recomendármelo)

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So that, hopefully you pass a happy holiday in good company, wanting and being loved. Enjoy a lot and be happy.

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First prize in the V Competition hiperbreves stories Movistar


Yes, yes, I am the "first". Muuuuuyyyyy'm happy!

The contest is organized by Telefónica, the English Foundation Urgent (Fundéu BBVA) and publisher Bubok. The jury was chaired by José Ángel Mañas and composed by Juan Belmonte Aparicio, Ignacio Fernandez, and Norma Dragoevich.

were submitted as eight stories of those who, in a case of unprecedented insanity, the jury decided to choose me as winner:

"I stopped being a child the day the canary escaped from the cage and stood beside her looking entry. "

On Tuesday we were in Madrid at the awards ceremony. I spent a lot of nerves but did talk after that was worth the hard time and cold in Madrid. It was great to talk to Joaquin, Silvia, Norma ...

And competition was fierce. The finalists were:

Rosana Fernández-García Alonso: "Surveillance. That night the astronomer had a feeling being observed " and Revelation. Yesterday, alphabet soup dinner, I discovered the secret of the universe. I hastened to devour it before my mother brought the second. "

María del Carmen Guzmán Ortega: " Noah from his ark wondered who the sender when the dove brought a letter in its beak. "

And Marina Hernández García: "We just got to Mars. The scenery is beautiful, with red sand like the beaches of Menorca. You have food in the fridge. Porthos well. Besos "

Soon, an electronic book will be published with a selection of stories that have participated in the contest which can be downloaded for free. I will let it perfectly.

Well, I said a few words at the awards ceremony. He had the intuition that this sentence should clarify that was not the result of chance and it seems that I was right because it was a question that had floated in the air. Published the little speech in a separate post for not doing this longer.

Thanks to everyone that you are congratulating me and rejoice with me for this. As I said, the good news are much more important if you share with whom. I'm feeling very loved and that's a big prize.

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V Speech Contest Awards

Good afternoon. The first thing I would do is, of course, give thank the jury for considering me worthy of this award hiperbreve. It's a great satisfaction to get the reader, that this letter will reach you even if reinterpreted, disguised or diluted. But are even greater satisfaction and pride when you get experts to reach readers, as is the case. I feel overwhelmed, shocked, I still, unable to get rid of her, the feeling of vertigo seized me when I said I was awarded the first prize. And I never thought I could win a literary prize. The unbelievers, though many things we dream, we never expected anything, what makes us were stunned when fate smiles a little. Insist my deep gratitude.

did not want to miss the opportunity to discuss the short story. Not only have I written a text hiperbreve to participate in this contest but I have long fans of the genre. In the words of Ana Maria Matute, "I write not to give me awards, but I give prizes for writing." My love for this genre comes from the fascination that I produce as thumbnails that are detailed and complex. The mill, machinery, watches a short story is a breathtaking beauty. With pleasure, I often bombing reading good stories hiperbreves and I try to break entanglement in its structure to understand, but almost always end with the table full Gear that I'm not able to fit again.

The short story is, if you prefer, as a soap bubble full of smoke when we blow the smoke filling the room expands, we breathe and it's part of us forever. We can also get carried away by the enthusiasm and compare it to a supernova. But what is certain is that it is a genre that, like poetry, the writer requires discipline and expertise, plus trade sensitivity to see the hidden faces of the prism that is the reality. Also the default language of the vanguard of moves by its ambiguities and bending with the naturalness of a child having fun. What a challenge, right? Hopefully

someday I get excited to a reader as much as I have moved Hipólito G. Navarro, Cristina Peri Rossi, Angel Olgoso ... And I can not talk about the story, short or not, without naming Borges and Cortazar, but also to national and Cristina Fernández Cubas Medardo Fraile. Of these, and many others that I have no time or memory to name-not only get the benefit of the pleasure of reading his works but also to be able to learn from great teachers.

On the other hand, the author's encounter with a short story is never random. Is the product of a search. And I'm glad Puértolas Soledad has included in his inaugural address to the SAR these wise words: "The literary inquiry some of the uncertainty and risk, and no conclusions or decisions sought. " And in these words describe, better than I had ever done, a deep conviction that I maintain as an engineer, executor of the discoveries of science, dedicated to other knowledge to which the art does not provide access. But the fact is, any art form-beyond science, humanities, social sciences ...- is a means of accessing other knowledge, that of the uncertainties, ambiguities, that of our own shadows. I feel rewarded with this award that dive into the unknown and not mere chance meeting with a good phrase. This I think.

If you allow me Lift me, my first story I wrote seven years, was a story about a cat in a graveyard of cars was a blue ribbon. Since then I have devoured hundreds of books tireless, I have traveled the lines trying to unravel the mystery of this game. I started the climb that leads to the "shoulders of giants" of science that Newton spoke but found in literature. This is a course that overlaps our steps to the footsteps of the masters and made their way and aims to give easy credit for a light one little step further. On this scale, I have to walk me to the ankles of the giants, going up just the heel. But enough by now to what I see me motivated.

And to keep climbing, and writing must continue reading. I still do the same passion, the enthusiasm with which he opened the books of my childhood. I try to keep writing the same innocence that led me to do stories with cats and birds, I now parapet techniques, I learn, I clinched. If the result is not perfect there will always be the reward of pleasure and curiosity to see how far I can go on the next line.

I, like all you ever do, I also saw the bird away and stay with their cell, but do not let it take away my childhood. That just served me In order for me not to stay near the cage if providence had a good day to open the door. Thank

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