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The genesis of the equator, and other rumors about God

Hello! My name is Tommy and I am a black dot that goes around a long sheet. The paper is white and goes to infinity, and I'm running over with all his might, until they are breathless. Then I stop and I pause for a while. It is a race in my damn life! I am all day with my friends supervelocissimi, which are three dots that blacks and what to me are spherical and fast, and our black shining armor when we meet by chance a ray of light coming from the west. We dots slap us! I was born one day, somehow, even my friends who know nothing. Lucio, one of them, for a time had claimed that God was the creator of everything I tell you who it was, repeatedly. This is the big boss himself, he is just that I'm talking about. But Franz, who was another black dot like us, seemed to be in possession of very sensitive information, and whispered with great caution .- It is impossible, I say. HE has yet to be born. I know for sure. It takes time for these things. Need the right amount of feelings negative, do not forget it, otherwise, what ever we need a God? -
Lucio was not very excited about this release, but after a while, 'he convinced himself, while the July debate was quite indifferent. I followed his line, especially since July I liked a lot. I do not care anything about the theological questions at me, I just wanted to walk with July.

For some time we had chosen a name for each individual, because it had seemed like a nice thing to do. Before the arrival of the names was quite depressing here. Everyone was rolling on his own from one part of the paper, and since each was the same as everybody else, ended up being "all others", and this feeling meant that anyone should wish to make friends. But when we decided on the names, everything was different, because at one point everyone had something unique that could be shared with the other dots, each dot and wanted to get that something from others. We began to feel an explosion inside, and we knew that it was our character that was forming. Thus friendships and from that day we rolled in groups. One problem remained, however: although in changed (in our mind, so to speak), we continued to appear in the physical are absolutely identical, so everyone knew his name but no one could be sure of the name of the other. We had to always ask for security.

One day I asked if it was really July July, and when I said yes I took a ride the two of us, with Franz Lucio and we were watching from afar. They were jealous, those two, but they knew how things turned and certainly not turned on their side. She was in front of me and I was in front of her. I felt I was going to happen to something new and exciting, and I realized that July wanted to make it happen quickly, you could read it to him on the reflection's magnetic shield, but at that moment, the instant before they touch our bodies, I realized the terrible ambiguity of the situation that he brought with him. I remembered, in fact, that the choice names had been completely arbitrary. I mean, how did I know that it was indeed a "July" and not for themselves but have a close relationship with a "Charles" or something? Damn it, there was no way to check. So, dominated by anxiety cosmic Intimae the alleged July to abide away, or reduce you in a nice cube and ready, I said. She was frightened and that made me feel guilty, so I said, okay, if you really want to stay, come, as long as you're careful not to touch me. But she wanted to leave the same, in fact, my suspicion that those statements did nothing to upset her further, rather than bring it to a new and healthy spiritual calm, a result that instead I would have expected to get. He wanted to walk a bit 'on his own. She said she needed time to think. Was this an attempt to prove once and for all her femininity, since only a woman could come from a request so foolish? I must admit that I thought, but I came to the conclusion that it was worth the risk. As I rolled away pointed to a white point where we would meet again later. But since there was nothing to indicate which (because no one had invented the fingers) and even if she did would show a white dot identical to the rest of the paper, which ended July never returned back even though I had continued to wait for all the time. When I explained the story to the boys, they wanted my ass. They were really angry, because they said to be haunted by the prospect of eternal loneliness that was waiting for our friend. Balle!, I say. They were tormented by the thought of not more potersela ingroppare, that's what. I also tried to enlighten them on the matter of names, but it was no use, such as those with two obtuse. So I had these two dots on his heels ready to skin me, and I was all alone in the middle of a sheet. They were dicks!, Even if I did not know what they were.

The first attack was to Franz, who took a short run and then come to me on at full speed, ramming on one side. We flew in both directions, and then falling back into the paper. I came out unscathed from the collision as a miracle, while Franz found himself one side by a deep furrowed gray line. He almost did not make me out. An inch in the center and, poof, goodbye Tommy, the young black dot and sexy. I could not believe it. And they, until recently, were my friends! My only and most dear friends! Already the next attack could be lethal. I was scared to death.
I saw that Lucius was about to take a run, rolling slowly backwards. Then he seemed to hesitate and then stopped. I realized what was happening, thank God. I had also experienced a great sense of communion with Lucio, when Franz had become a black dot with a gray line drawn on one side. I had no gray lines and I knew that we had not even Lucio, and this simple fact was enough to make us feel more united. Suddenly both hungered make out Franz, Franz and also would like to get their hands on him, but he was the only dot stripes across the sheet and could not do a damn thing. So I started chasing him and Lucio, and when we managed to catch him we had already made on both sides, and with a great running start crushing in the middle. The impact was terrible and we all explode at once, spreading ourselves endlessly over the entire sheet, which became a huge black spot without perceivable boundaries. We were not dead though! But it was also very sad because, even though there are, admittedly, not having the most corporeal limits to define us as figures, it became hard to even know where we were, so we ended up thinking about death in an almost obsessive. One day he thought so intensely that we died for real and then there was nothing full of despair and that nothing addensatosi in a large transparent ball, was born God First, God opened his green eyes, and seeing only all alone in the middle of nowhere, he was terrified.
- To God - God said - This is the end! -

But the fun was only beginning.

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Dialogue with the patient minimum fax

highlights a repartee between me and a friendly collaborator minimum fax, which took place in the comments of an old article and that seemed right to revive, for this occasion.

Minimum fax, sin (article in June 2007)

It's now impossible for any author impromptu (ie, without a literary agency or other solid structures that media should be concerned tie all this heavy work support, which in the absence of such structures would inevitably accumulate all the skimpy and not very spacious back potential of the poor writers), I said, it will be impossible for these authors amateurs showcase their work at the Minimum fax, with a courageous message that is important to emphasize this, he talked to a prominent post in the opening page of your site.

not clear whether it affects only the current year and 2008, or if it will eventually involve those to come. But the overall tone suggests that the second hypothesis is the most likely. The reason why I bothered to report this event, it stems from the desire to vent a long and hysterical whining about how, oh my God, these despicable allow publishers at the mercy of the dark sea waves young literary talents, and what follows. God forbid. But the fact is, gentlemen, you are talking about Minimum fax. And that means talking about a larger project, which until recently had as its stated aim to be the main network of fishing for talent, a true beacon that locates in the night anonymous, then follow, grow, launch. All based here was the novelty, quality and not sell (this point, which fortunately has not changed). The scope of this project was the main driver of the success of minimum fax, because it is around this hand that hand is going to be a loyal and growing group of supporters / players (of which I am one).

On the other hand, the policy shift could already see several months ago, carefully watching the movements of the Nickel series. After a long silence when they jump out (hooray, hooray), these two books (Pascale and Susan) that not only are almost doomed to newcomers or discoveries minimum, but are also provided with covers even more horrible than any minimum cover (which is an exceptional company to say the least). Pascale is in fact a former writer Einaudi, and Susan, who is named the new "Valeria Parrella (yes this was discovered out of nowhere, in full philosophy minimum), is a collaboration of the most important Italian literary magazine. Next exit, same story. An anthology of newcomers that in addition to not exceed the average level of anthologies of the same publishing house (apart from a couple of stories really impressive), has some peculiarities. Many of the "newcomers" have collaborated with magazines of considerable importance, and one of them even has a contract already signed with Fazi! But for goodness sake, nobody says that this type of work is in itself regrettable.

What I mean is that the publishing house has grown from an initial model "I find nothing-by-author-with my own strength, to a model," Launch-author already in the literary system-segnalatomi or by the system itself "(ie the same method, winning, which takes the minimum Underground series). Without bothering to dwell on two issues that will be more attentive readers jumped to the eyes (the error of Minimum fax to continue to advertise the second model as if it were still the first, losing a shred of credibility infinitesimal, and the fact that ' only explanation for this change is that the necklace Nickel simply can not keep up the others.) understand what interests me is the kind of reaction that will have the backbone Public minimum. Although it is true that the publisher does not commit any shameful act in wanting to dispose of his heroic role, having been one of the biggest gambles that all the Italian publishing, to anchor in a nice quiet couple of tracks that lead certainly lands more clean and less fought, we must also admit that those who became carried away the daily challenge, and "Oh my God, you saw this stranger as he writes well" simply decide to abandon the boat. We must see what market share will access the new policy, and whether ultimately it will be worth at the end I think the pena.Non minimum fax risk something, if not to take the road that leads directly to become a major publishing house (which has every right to expect). But sorry to see a forum, until recently, so on, emptied in a few months and watch the lightning disperse a large and active community as well.

For my part I will continue to buy books of minimum fax, because they are convinced that their quality remains intact, and that will not stop us inside that little bit more difficult to emerge from other books. Yet now that something has a different taste, they are small and subtle differences, like that of a beer with friends magnificence or alone on a sofa, differences that affect the sense of belonging to something bigger, and now, like it or not, it becomes more difficult to perceive.

Andreina Minumum of fax, answer

excuse the delay, I read just today.
I would like to reassure you: the establishment of minimum fax is still proudly displayed a pile of unpublished manuscripts (which we do not dare to quantify, but even split into different columns in the complex must be at least 2.20 meters high) which has reached in recent months before the "block" and still esaminare.detta stack, among other things, is the main reason of this "block". Please note that before the fateful June 10 we came to the office an average of 10-15 manuscripts DAY. this state of affairs - and the fact that readers of the manuscripts are the same editors minimum fax, and that the editors, during their working day (often well over 8 hours), have several things to do, for instance books - has caused the formation of the aforementioned stack. taking into account that nickel in the series come out 4-5 books a year, I would say that we can hope for future discoveries of minfax before the reopening of the dams (which are open again, just yesterday I assured the leaders of the series, more or less to maturity budget: why should we ruling out a source of discoveries so interesting?). another clarification: Carola Susani has never been publicized by the minimum fax as "the new Valeria Parrella" in our press merely declared that "after Valeria Parrella (undoubtedly the first woman published Nickel in the series), another female voice was added to the catalog of Italian minimum fax. respect too literary maturity and experience of Carola in any way to belittle his image as a writer.
September 4, 2007 4:26

I, say

Sorry too if I did not answer in time, but only now I realize the commento.Per First, Christ! Not even in my wildest dreams imagined I would receive an answer, among other things so serious and detailed. I feel very flattered. So, I will try to live up to the event, proved the most accurate possible.

I am happy that the change is only temporary. I'm happy as a writer (alleged and potential) and as a reader (title, this, that I belong by right of birth). But, even if it were otherwise, I would have no reason to criticize you: only to regret.

My objections were referred to a question more subtle: it is not the fact of blocking the way for newcomers, but to offer them a red herring. Let me explain, The Nickel was born coma Italian series for beginners, right? After a while, 'when your publisher has reached the right vision, you decided to get even by writers mature, perfect, nothing more just. At the same time however, issues a year have remained the same, obviously for economic reasons that are considered force majeure. Here is the punto.Vedi, as you can see piles and piles of manuscripts (and I'm sure you do it with all the attention and passion necessary), a mature writer will always be superior to the best of newcomers, and with only four issues a year, there is little to be reckoned with. The two things can coexist only if you had the chance to do several times a year, as "Fazi", or else you choose to publish only beginners (by requiring at least a couple a year) or the newcomers simply do not are fuori.Non is only my opinion, is exactly what happened in 2007. Elena Stancanelli is or is not a writer Einaudi? And Anthony Pascale? Carola Susani (very good writer) has or has not written a book for feltrinelli? How anthology "You are here" (billed as "a beginner") newcomers were not in effect, those who send you the manuscript, and you call them? How long minimum fax does not leave a real rookie?

By the way, if I'm being totally honest with myself, everything I did not cause any problem in particular. What prompted me to write the article, was born as they were discussed among various friends in various ways related to minimum fax, and is summarized in a general sense of silence, where we see a slow change in policy and not invertible, but none of writing had the good sense to announce. I am sorry to insist once more on this subject (the change policy), but even if you deny the fact and are eager to select every manuscript that comes in (I do not exclude the fact that what has occurred naturally, that is, without some sort of premeditation), the minimum latest releases speak for themselves. It is a fact: your forum has turned into a few months on a desert island. Now it's up to you to ignore the event or not, but I, personally, are among those who believe in the random succession of events.

But let me be clear on one point: I am not trying in any scientific way to prove a theorem, I just tried to give voice to a sentiment that I felt was endorsed by a number of people consistently. Nothing would make me happier than to be proven wrong already this year, or maybe in the next, with the release of quite a few books written by true beginners in the manner of Valeria Parrella. I think this is the best way you can respond to concerns of your most ardent supporters, those who follow you from the beginning and that with their support (moral or financial support, in the case of a number of books purchased) have made a major contribution to growth of minimum fax. Otherwise the same but will be fine, and it is just a suggestion, be honest and say that things have changed, no one would take the bad. Honesty, especially for readers Carver, can never be a regrettable fact.

Breaking things: a correction and two compliments.

Correction: I went to double-check the statements on Susani, and actually you were right about the comparison with Parrella. I remembered that I had a discussion on the forum, in which the association between the two names was seen as an inappropriate comparison. In my mind the debate had become one of your statement. My mistake, I apologize.

Compliment # 1: I read the books finalists of Naples (in the sense that I read the lyrics, and I have not only informed of the securities). "States of Grace" is significantly higher than the other two, and I am sincerely convinced that he will win.

Compliment No. 2: "The Missionary Position." The Missionary Position! In Italy! You guys are great ...
September 9, 2007 11:32