from Sun and Shade of Life Small Cinzia Tani The book will be much discussion this evening, according to many SMS I received during reading. Is discussed in a contradictory manner, but with real tenacity by factions readers. Each to defend their reasons of beauty or ugliness, to expand, if any were needed, the gap in views of some Itinerant ... at random: for example, Maria and Katya. Is that right Giusy We are a group of readers very aware, very self - conscious. The anonymous self-conscious! Giusy tonight is amazing. Go to order, however, I have not yet made admissions and there is a new, Alessandra, who wants to peek at how the meetings are held. I think she caught the evening more impetuous! Apart from Giuseppe and Alessandra are therefore Luisa, Letizia, Lorenzo, Mirca, Katie, Clare, Mary, Rosanna and myself.
Sun and Shadow, the second prize at Campiello, 2008, for many of us would have deserved the prize. Mirca capacity is not how the jury could have decreed the victory Rossovermiglio. Lorenzo has a completely different opinion. Cinzia Tani have known him and broke it found in the book, meticulous and precise, but studied and off the field. Why did not the war, says Giuseppe. And we laugh at all. Katia is in agreement with Lorenzo. The author is too academic remains a good researcher but that is not his job as a writer. Mary is contrary to Katia. She remained enchanted book. He only had to skip some parts for the historical desire to find the characters. Characters, all very passionate and always at odds with each other. Manuel and Mercedes, Nina, and Beatrice, Lori and Michael. Mary thinks that Sun and Shadow is a book of love for Spain and for her children. Giusy a book of love for the ideology. Mirca simply for life, and I agree, as Nina, the main character, a thousand bad things she could not side with anyone, not even take sides when it could mean making life easier. Rosa believes that the author has built good characters, since they were children. Already, says happiness, pity though that the magic of the characters being interrupted by historical narratives. Katia presses with his disappointment and claims that are repeated characters. So it's doubly nice to the author, Maria replies. Clare, too bad, it failed to become attached to any character, except that we all adored Rafael. Giuseppe and I though we were in love with Michael and we are serious about trying to find him or his niece without going either too far away, in Ferrara. Now we're doing a little 'fools but from reading this book came out interesting themes such as guilt, friendship, the hypocrisy of bourgeois ideology, and heroism. Even then love. In the background a magical realism that group winners and losers as in bullfighting places in the sun and placed in the shade. And here recriminated Luisa Lorenzo having taken place in the sun for the spectacle of bullfighting which was attended by about a year ago.
Magic Realism, said. The fact that he was to deliver the mail coming Rafael only good news. Or that hero can be anyone. And eyes, empty, expressionless, in a turquoise difficult to play, but safes were crammed with precious treasures. Then to assume that Michael was the only time. Poverty ill received, and the desire to be abducted by another family. As the desire to choose his death. The friendship and envy, more sun and shade. Morality shot almost in the name of Nina Morales. And they love the idea that masturbation intellectual and literary fantastic light years away from human experience . Take another identity for a sense of guilt or heroic narcissism. And what about the beauty that moves? And that possess it, the beauty of Julian, an emotion can be unbearable? The emotions that color. Or a music rhythm only one who has inside. And war is a tragedy and not just laugh about it. Finally, the loneliness, There is also the type aristocrat. The case. And love comes alone, even to get that red, which was then not only pain, technically difficult to play, where most of the turquoise just look in his eyes.
But I'll never say that unless you return all your friends will remember. And if you have more dreams you resign yourself to the life you were intended. I lack the courage.
