This weekend was intense, comprehensive, varied and, above all, literary. On Friday Paul and I went to dinner and party with six friends and ultimately, between dinner, karaoke, disco and we got breakfast in bed at 9 in the morning ... In short, we have no choice. And yet, despite having slept very few hours on Saturday we went to eat there with a friend and, as in the afternoon, stayed with Nuria, Leo's blog, therefore I am , and her sister Pilar, Rock and Roll Dreams to go to the presentation of PUK Number of Coan Gómez, whom we had invited from Oblique Editions.
As we arrived a half hour early, we had time to take us something. Of course, anything but coffee, because the local Echegaray 21, located in that direction from the center of Madrid, there was no coffee. At five minutes to seven we went to the floor, where seven would begin the presentation.
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however, did not start until half an hour later, at 19.30, and in that half hour gave us a little time to overwhelm us. The place was too small and narrow, had very little lighting and, especially, had a lot of people, too. Almost did not fit, we stood, stuck to each other, getting pushed ... We, like sardines.
Still, we endure the wait and finally the editorial director of Editions Oblique, Alberto Trinidad, and took the small stage, microphone in hand, joking, he went to all attendees. "I feel like a rock star, which actually is what I wanted to be all my life. Thank you all for having come this far and thanks to local Echegaray for allowing us a magnificent space. It gives me great pleasure to present to new authors, because in our editorial we are willing to help talented writers, however, have closed the doors of the big publishers, so they can see their work published and to fulfill its goal, his dream. So we're very proud to do well with rates as optimal by our team of collaborators at the highest level. I fancy myself to sing, standing here with the micro ... But you'd better leave to Coan. "
The author of PUK number, the protagonist of the event, took the floor: "I would like to introduce myself, but I think that by this time, I'll do without. Not that I want to be rude, or try to highlight my most unpleasant aspect, nothing like that. I just do not like to reveal data that is not at all relevant. For now. Surely you've ever crossed me in the street, in a bar, at a party in our stores, in the morgue or who knows, may even have been ... next to the door of your house. You may even have spoken to us on occasion. It is very probable that it was me that day who told him by phone but was sorry wrong number, or you apologize to the other night at the bar downtown after spilling my drink. It may even be that you and I have seen the faces on some bad times. I know, you know, or at least prescient. I know. And I never forget a face. It's dark, cold, smells bad, this place is small, dirty, uncomfortable and, moreover, you have no fucking idea where the fuck you. It is possible that more away from your house than you could want, or perhaps closer than you could imagine. You should get to scream, but it is more likely that no one would listen to you, even to hear. Subtle difference, but important anyway. Maybe somewhere there is a possibility of leaving this place, at what point of the map appear? Maybe in a big city, or in a small town. If you find someone fairly generous, might even help. Very unlikely in these times. The most logical thing is that you look with distrust and suspicion and escape thee, shun your eyes and slip away from your presence. What if you were on the mountain? How would a civilized enough place where they could help? Can not imagine how long they can become the distances in your circumstances. Yes, your circumstances. Have not you noticed what circumstances are you? Should assess in more detail, before trying to do anything, the circumstances where you are. So begins PUK number. Good night all. "
After this post so perplexing, in which Gomez Coan recited, because not even read the beginning of his novel, the author continued, "Thank you all for coming. My dream, my idea was that ye should come some, but not many. It's amazing, you are my father, my uncles, my sister, coworkers and studies, folk, Palma de Mallorca ... I'm very excited. Thanks. I hope you enjoy the novel much as I enjoyed writing and presenting. It is true that not everyone will like it, but do not be scared, that's fiction, the truth is here, but that's what I get from within. "
After this particular presentation, we like it or not, of course we were surprised and did not leave us indifferent, Nuria and I talked with Alberto Trinidad and she gave a copy of his book, The Architect of Atmospheres , and me one of PUK Number , So I take from here to thank you for the invitation to the presentation and books, as previously I had also sent angels Chasing of Alberto Díaz .
And since I had the book, I took it for me to devote the author. Coan I have to say that Gomez was close and very friendly. And, of course, his presentation of his work called me a lot of attention and piqued my curiosity. I'm looking forward to reading the book and, as is only 90 pages, soon you will have here the review.
I leave you with the picture I took with himself Coan Gómez and other pictures I took of one of the walls of the room, which had been decorated for the occasion with a sinister photographs by what I said Alberto Trinidad, have much to do with the argument PUK Number ...
literary Hugs for all.
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