There is so much here, Leo, that resonated with me, fed my memories and experiences, cut me open. You think you ramble and wander all over the place forgetting (perhaps) that life s a ramble. And you compare yourself to an old dusty book while I compare you to other beautiful writers. You have in the past made me think of my favorite novelist, Jose Saramago, and in the middle of the night when I couldn't sleep and returned to the magnetic book I've been reading, The Shadow of the Wind, written by Carlos Ruiz Zafron (and also set in Barcelona after war - 1945!), I told myself I needed to ask if you had read it because the writing is
The writing is much like yours, with that old world charm and correctness that is as rare now as the art of letter writing.
I loved being transported back to those beautiful movie scenes and feeling the connectedness because I could see each actor in my mind, all the emotion in the face and gestures, just as you described. Beautiful.
Shame on me, I have never read Saramago. I used to know a guy (now dead) whom I thought of as one of the most boring persons in the world, especially (and this is something other people also thought) because he was so pedantic all the time. He was married to a relation, so I had to put up with him. He never stopped talking about Saramago saying that he was his all-time favorite writer, and what a masterpiece such and such a book was. Somehow that made me leery of Saramago. It's a shame, really, that I may have been so small. But we are, sometimes. I will immediately make up for it. Which of his novels should I read first? As for Zafon, I read A Sombra do Vento (The Shadow of the Wind) in 2006, when it was a huge best-seller in Brazil. I can only remember one other novel hipnotizing me in the same way: Garcia Marquez' One Hundred Years of Solitude. You're right, knowing Barcelona well added immensely to the charm of the book. He's an author of genius, Zafon, and comparing me to him the way you do flatters me. It flatters me because
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The writing is much like yours, with that old world charm and correctness that is as rare now as the art of letter writing.
I loved being transported back to those beautiful movie scenes and feeling the connectedness because I could see each actor in my mind, all the emotion in the face and gestures, just as you described. Beautiful.
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As for Zafon, I read A Sombra do Vento (The Shadow of the Wind) in 2006, when it was a huge best-seller in Brazil. I can only remember one other novel hipnotizing me in the same way: Garcia Marquez' One Hundred Years of Solitude. You're right, knowing Barcelona well added immensely to the charm of the book. He's an author of genius, Zafon, and comparing me to him the way you do flatters me. It flatters me because ( ... )
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