“If you accept that the universe is infinite” – From “The beach” by Alex Garland
by“OK.” I coughed quietly. “If you accept that the universe is infinite, then that means there’s an infinite amount of chances for things to…
Books
“But it aint my country” – from “All the pretty horses” by Cormac McCarthy
by*Spoiler alert* If you want to read the book or see the movie, it’s better you come back later 😉 “What are you goin…
“Bad writing” – from the Afterword of “Full dark, no stars” by Stephen King
byBad writing is more than a matter of shit syntax and faulty observation; bad writing usually arises from a stubborn refusal to tell stories…
From “Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas” – One night in the Matrix.
byI recall one night in the Matrix, when a road-person came in with a big pack on his back, shouting: “Anybody want some L…S…D…?…
“Lucky” by Alice Sebold: the dark tunnel from where “The lovely bones” comes
byIn the tunnel where I was raped, a tunnel that was once an underground entry to an amphitheater, a place where actors burst forth…
From”Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas” – Completely twisted.
byVery soon, I knew, we would both be completely twisted. But there was no going back, and no time to rest. Hunter S. Thompson
From “Pincher Martin” – A complete identity
byHe cleared his throat as if about to speak in public. “How can I have a complete identity without a mirror? That is what…
Bloomsday 2016 “He rests. He has travelled. With?”
byAgain, this year I couldn’t go down to Dublin to take part to the Bloomsday, the annual day dedicated to James Joyce’s Ulysses, so…
Sketching around: Circle of cats #1
byIn Fez I studied alchemy, that is the spiritualization of the matter, and magic, that is the materialization of the spirit. From “Where the…
Read and travel: why I don’t read e-books anymore
byDo you remember my articles about e-books? Since I’m an avid read, I had to test more convenient ways to read while traveling than…
“Leave home” – from “Steal like an artist” by Austin Kleon
by“Distance and difference are the secret tonic of creativity. When we get home, home is still the same. But something in our mind has…
Sketching around: Daffodils – Tannaghmore Gardens, Northern Ireland
byAnd then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils. William Wordsworth
“The Tartar Steppe” – That is how we are made, and we shall never get better.
byThen in the subterranean silence Drago felt the throb of his own heart; it had begun to beat strongly. So even this old man…
“The Tartar Steppe” – The death of Angustina
byWhen the wind fell off for a moment, Angustina again raised his head a little and moved his lips slowly as if to speak;…
Freelance life: not holidays, but adventures going nowhere
byIt’s called stress and surely it’s not a news in the life of a freelance. Especially in the summer, that for us means not…