Monday, March 31, 2008

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An evening god


Saturday, March 29 has been my literary debut with the submission to the Gutenberg Galaxy anthology all the fault of god, which is a in my story. The evening went well beyond all expectations. First, the room was packed and not because of family and friends, who are almost all out rimastri (since space is not enough!). The books are sold out and the project has had fantastic success, especially among professionals. This what the publisher does not pay (in Naples!) Has left everyone with an inch of his nose. I know Diego de Silva and I shook hands with Wu ming3! We have done a thousand compliments. The actual presentation, then, was brilliant: the laughter and applause could be heard a lot of distance from the room (especially when reading the story of Angelo Petrella, fucking fantastic writer). Maurizio de Giovanni, writer and man infinite (I can not find a better adjective), has honored me by reading an excerpt from my story, and I nearly fainted. Then came my time to speak: I had prepared a beautiful speech and fully significant that, when put into operation the microphone is now migrated to a distant region of my mind, leaving me to shoot crap. I was so nervous that at some point, to make the kind loose, I made the gesture of pointing the elbow on the table, but I failed miserably! Figure assured of shit ... (I hope no one has noticed;))

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Serving God



The publishing house to the east of the equator, spread throughout the country, begins with the title all blame god. An anthology that tells of the seven deadly sins, borrowing the voices of six authors of the most successful of contemporary literature and a Neapolitan Newcomer. With this book, the two young publishers, and Marco Ciro Marino, lay the foundations for an ambitious project: to build one of the Neapolitan few publishers do not pay. Richard Brun, Maurizio de Giovanni, Peppe Lanzetta, Luca Maiolino, Angelo Petrella, Andrea and Massimo Santojanni Smith (who was responsible for editing and introduction) have adhered enthusiastically to the project, giving their stories and their collaborazione.Ad east of the equator in partnership with Marcos y Marcos, will have its own stand at the Gutenberg Galaxy, where March 29th at 19:30 will be presented all the fault of god. You can also purchase a preview of airbag Gianni Solla, our second release. Speakers at the presentation of the authors.

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

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My new teacher


Look at this' man. Seen so would seem tame, tender, even coccolonemorbidoso. Ah ha! What a gross misjudgment. Sure, you see that, in this photo taken, immediately after completing an intensive session autoerotic. The first time I saw him, however, there was me, Ciro Marino, Gianni Solla, and Angelo Petrella, Petrella just at home. The editor I was just informed that I would run the press office because he felt he had a great esteem for me. Gianni Solla was moving forward under the suspicion that this motivation facade was hiding the fact that no one else is like Strunz Luca Maiolino, as it does for free. " However, at some point, the door opens with a sudden, we jump all the chairs and Riccardo Brun makes its entry onto the scene on his impennando wasp, which later (after leaving a scoured three feet on the floor) parked safely inside the house, attacking it with the chain to the bath towel. At that point, Ciro Marino tells me this dark subject and said: "This here is your master."
Now, because you completely understand what I just said you should:
A) Having read the account of Petrella, published in "all the fault of god." Or

B) hoped that a pious soul (which would necessarily me) will contextualize the whole brief.

Eh, eh, you fucking 'ca' vo 'explain'. No, seriously, I break your balls. However, Richard is too good, it's nice, a great professional and then frisck: so if you are not able to show me how to do the press office, at least I will see how to catch some female, that there always needed. By the way, I also bullshit, because he says I never write up here. Claimed as the sole user of my blog, to receive a service. I have just moved, but then I thought and I told him that I think no one feels the lack of my posts. He agreed with me, then gave me a brief visit in his mouth and went left along the sidewalk. So, for no reason.
My adventure has begun!