Monday, December 13, 2010
Friday, November 19, 2010
Ls Magazin Happy Birthday
Intermediate
After the traditional summer blackout of the blog, and coinciding with the anniversary, I wrote one last entry in the optimistic and promising all sorts of new projects and ideas for the future of this page. Since then, silence. Nothing in September or October or November so far. I think it should be an explanation. From the first days of September I've been involved in a serious family situation, which began as a silly but has been growing and growing. The main consequence has been my total and absolute loss of free time. The one (outside work) has been fully occupied by my new situation. Following high school I had to move to a home where there is no internet connection. Therefore I have no choice but to hang the announcement closed until further notice. I hope that in the not too distant future "Memoirs of a Geek" returns to its old ways, he was sincere when he said a few months ago it was full of ideas and projects, unfortunately things are as they are and to certain facts have to make sacrifices. In my most optimistic dreams I see the blog reborn for the first quarter of 2011 but I can not one hundred percent secure. Therefore, today, the blog is closed, I sincerely hope this is not goodbye but only on a bye.
Thank you all for being there, on the other side. A hug.
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Style Your Hair Like Synyster Gates
This time I missed the deadline for pure red herring. On 22 August, "Memoirs of a Geek" fulfilled its five years old, which is not bad. A degree program as before, almost nothing. Although in recent times, the summer is a time to just play online, I usually be offline, I hope to restart soon the gigs and that the sixth season of the blog worthwhile. I have projects and ideas to spare, to be seen if the time and desire to accompany them.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
What To Use To Clean White Leather Suite
Track wrinkles by accu ALOSTIS
Text: Fabricio Simeoni
Photo: Marquinez
Friday, July 23, 2010
Number 2 On The Hair Chart Koleston
Critters Dinosaur in Washington
Shot by Marquinez.
Eugenio Costa on bass guitar Jonathan Prado, Lolo Marquinez Luciani and voices. 
Shot by Marquinez.
Eugenio Costa on bass guitar Jonathan Prado, Lolo Marquinez Luciani and voices.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Bright Red Wedding Lengha
Birthday "Heart Tango" by Elia Barceló
Authors science fiction who began his career at 90 in what has been generically called fandom, few escaped the ghetto and propelled to other sites, yes, most had to quit in the past cienciaficcionero way. To give a few examples, Cesar Mallorquí was devoted to youth, and Leon Arsenal to Best Seller.
Y, however, has been Elia Barceló it has taken a route more special and, ultimately, ambitious. Perhaps because of its status as professor of literature, perhaps because of its innate quality or simply why I asked the body, Barceló chose the path of Great Literature with a capital in the wake of classics such as Hoffmann, Poe and Gautier, of contemporary and Pilar Pedraza and Cristina Fernández Cubas, or teachers as Borges, Cortazar or Calvin. An ambitious choice, of course, but he has emerged triumphant far and has earned a clear recognition of critics and audiences, if that, curiously, has lost many of its readers fandomitas.
This "Heart Tango" is a good example of making this great author. A short novel of ghosts as evocative as effective as beautiful as ruthless.
goes without saying that to me personally, the dance in general and tango in particular, left me quite cold and, surely, no I had stopped in this book if not for what he knew who I was going to find. I hasten to say that one can be so insensitive and vagabond like myself and therefore no longer enjoy this work. The dance, although he plays a key role, is not the only focus of the story.
And is that "Corazón de tango" is fundamentally a love story larger than life and time (literally). In this respect complies with a series of topics, say, melodramatic: the impossible love at first sight, the tragic destiny, affection thwarted, incredible coincidences ... Yet Barceló manages to make believable a story a thousand times a thousand times read and view , in part by a magnificent creation of characters, and especially a wonderful development of scenarios: the Buenos Aires of the early twentieth century in a manner described as meticulous as nostalgic (can you be homesick for a place we've never met? with books like this the answer is yes, no doubt), and where it is noted that the author has done well his duties as the imitation of speech gives Buenos Aires hit a perfect (though this says a English plateau, may have bonoarense to ask a pro about it).
But, especially, the novel goes back beyond the topic thanks to two issues which shines above the Valencian of the ordinary: the tango as the backbone of what counted as dazzling metaphor of the passion of the protagonists, and the ghost story that becomes cruel, to an extent unimaginable a narrative that, apparently, is just as tragic .
A novel as exquisite, which demonstrates the good taste of the author and his publishers, 451, one of those young seals are having trouble with the bloody crisis that has risked strong by different authors such as Elia Barceló. Anyway, I hope that 451 survive, if only to enjoy stories like this and more novels Elia Barceló, an author, no doubt, to follow. 
Authors science fiction who began his career at 90 in what has been generically called fandom, few escaped the ghetto and propelled to other sites, yes, most had to quit in the past cienciaficcionero way. To give a few examples, Cesar Mallorquí was devoted to youth, and Leon Arsenal to Best Seller.
Y, however, has been Elia Barceló it has taken a route more special and, ultimately, ambitious. Perhaps because of its status as professor of literature, perhaps because of its innate quality or simply why I asked the body, Barceló chose the path of Great Literature with a capital in the wake of classics such as Hoffmann, Poe and Gautier, of contemporary and Pilar Pedraza and Cristina Fernández Cubas, or teachers as Borges, Cortazar or Calvin. An ambitious choice, of course, but he has emerged triumphant far and has earned a clear recognition of critics and audiences, if that, curiously, has lost many of its readers fandomitas.
This "Heart Tango" is a good example of making this great author. A short novel of ghosts as evocative as effective as beautiful as ruthless.
goes without saying that to me personally, the dance in general and tango in particular, left me quite cold and, surely, no I had stopped in this book if not for what he knew who I was going to find. I hasten to say that one can be so insensitive and vagabond like myself and therefore no longer enjoy this work. The dance, although he plays a key role, is not the only focus of the story.
And is that "Corazón de tango" is fundamentally a love story larger than life and time (literally). In this respect complies with a series of topics, say, melodramatic: the impossible love at first sight, the tragic destiny, affection thwarted, incredible coincidences ... Yet Barceló manages to make believable a story a thousand times a thousand times read and view , in part by a magnificent creation of characters, and especially a wonderful development of scenarios: the Buenos Aires of the early twentieth century in a manner described as meticulous as nostalgic (can you be homesick for a place we've never met? with books like this the answer is yes, no doubt), and where it is noted that the author has done well his duties as the imitation of speech gives Buenos Aires hit a perfect (though this says a English plateau, may have bonoarense to ask a pro about it).
But, especially, the novel goes back beyond the topic thanks to two issues which shines above the Valencian of the ordinary: the tango as the backbone of what counted as dazzling metaphor of the passion of the protagonists, and the ghost story that becomes cruel, to an extent unimaginable a narrative that, apparently, is just as tragic .
A novel as exquisite, which demonstrates the good taste of the author and his publishers, 451, one of those young seals are having trouble with the bloody crisis that has risked strong by different authors such as Elia Barceló. Anyway, I hope that 451 survive, if only to enjoy stories like this and more novels Elia Barceló, an author, no doubt, to follow.
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Waldorf And Statler Masks For Sale
"Deep Sleep" by Banana Yoshimoto
After my pleasant experience with Murakami has piqued my curiosity with Japanese literature and I have begun to explore a bit while I recognize that a certain shyness.
is why I have opted for Banana Yoshimoto, an author also very accessible to Western eyes and, in some cases, it has been defined as a woman Murakami (but Murakami is best known for his novels and stories by Yoshimoto) .
Although announced with "Kitchen" I preferred to start with "Deep Sleep", an anthology of short stories that are read in one breath and I have been very dissappointed.
Indeed, similarities with Murakami are notable both for the style simple and easy to read but with a somewhat reminiscent it only as sadness and depth of their stories. However, it may seem difficult, the Japanese get more sensitive than her male colleague, or at least, has left me that feeling.
"Deep Sleep" contains three stories: the book's title, "The night commuters" and "an experience." The first and last are fantastic and the realistic environment but these labels are not very useful because in this case, what matters is not that gender uses Yoshimoto but it is exactly what we are telling.
And in all three cases we speak of loneliness and death, loss and sadness involved and how to address the weakness inherent to being human. However, as with Murakami not tragic or pessimistic stories rather leave an aftertaste of tenderness and humanity which, though apparently its protagonists are alone, there really is a warm human brotherhood around him that allows them to get ahead how hard it is their experience.
"night travelers" tells how to deal with the death of a loved one (brother of one of the characters and boyfriend of another), and, again, although his approach is realistic, it is true that the story is permeated by an aura of unreality about it to fantasy, if not in substance if the tone.
"Deep Sleep" is the original, while recognizing that Yoshimoto is lavished in terms of innovation, is also the painful loss of a loved one but fascinated by seemingly minor details that, eventually, end up becoming the real axis of history, that deep sleep that first title late practiced as a peculiar profession and then affects their friends no longer as powerful as an illuminating metaphor for how to deal with the crossroads of our lives and friendship as can help beyond death.
"An Experience" is the most fantastic of the three and the most terrifying story of alcoholism and sleep but in which stands a seance really disturbing and puts Yoshimoto as a business devoted to more traditional sources of Terror.
In short, an enjoyable read that I highly recommend and encourage you to read on this author. And that despite the nickname you have chosen that, at least in English, it does sound like a joke ... both 
After my pleasant experience with Murakami has piqued my curiosity with Japanese literature and I have begun to explore a bit while I recognize that a certain shyness. is why I have opted for Banana Yoshimoto, an author also very accessible to Western eyes and, in some cases, it has been defined as a woman Murakami (but Murakami is best known for his novels and stories by Yoshimoto) .
Although announced with "Kitchen" I preferred to start with "Deep Sleep", an anthology of short stories that are read in one breath and I have been very dissappointed.
Indeed, similarities with Murakami are notable both for the style simple and easy to read but with a somewhat reminiscent it only as sadness and depth of their stories. However, it may seem difficult, the Japanese get more sensitive than her male colleague, or at least, has left me that feeling.
"Deep Sleep" contains three stories: the book's title, "The night commuters" and "an experience." The first and last are fantastic and the realistic environment but these labels are not very useful because in this case, what matters is not that gender uses Yoshimoto but it is exactly what we are telling.
And in all three cases we speak of loneliness and death, loss and sadness involved and how to address the weakness inherent to being human. However, as with Murakami not tragic or pessimistic stories rather leave an aftertaste of tenderness and humanity which, though apparently its protagonists are alone, there really is a warm human brotherhood around him that allows them to get ahead how hard it is their experience.
"night travelers" tells how to deal with the death of a loved one (brother of one of the characters and boyfriend of another), and, again, although his approach is realistic, it is true that the story is permeated by an aura of unreality about it to fantasy, if not in substance if the tone.
"Deep Sleep" is the original, while recognizing that Yoshimoto is lavished in terms of innovation, is also the painful loss of a loved one but fascinated by seemingly minor details that, eventually, end up becoming the real axis of history, that deep sleep that first title late practiced as a peculiar profession and then affects their friends no longer as powerful as an illuminating metaphor for how to deal with the crossroads of our lives and friendship as can help beyond death.
"An Experience" is the most fantastic of the three and the most terrifying story of alcoholism and sleep but in which stands a seance really disturbing and puts Yoshimoto as a business devoted to more traditional sources of Terror.
In short, an enjoyable read that I highly recommend and encourage you to read on this author. And that despite the nickname you have chosen that, at least in English, it does sound like a joke ... both
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Ash May Pokemon Doujinshi
José Saramago (1922-2010)
the death of a writer, especially a great writer, is frequent talk of many things connected with him but not literature. Reactions, his life, the details of his demise ... all this is scanned in live by the pen of the day but a comment rested from the work he leaves behind, it is often conspicuous by their absence. José Saramago
would not be an exception. Since its Iberianism, its relationship with Portugal, his country, to his home in Lanzarote, the Nobel Prize, the affection of his readers (of which I attest, one of the oldest entries are answered in this blog was my negative comment on "Intermittently death), her marriage to a English Communist militancy, his childhood poverty and need, its late addition to the literature, the suddenness of his death (despite his age) or the unfortunate statement from the Holy See (What happened to the subtlety of Vatican diplomacy! another myth crumbles .) In short, everything that has been said and a lot of press but, again, their books, Justito and little else. As much a bit of emphasis on the rarity of its success being an author who has a very special style, baroque, poetic and somewhat avant-garde. Unfortunately
do not feel qualified to make that effort I've been missing elsewhere, and I will not do an elaborate critique of the work of Saramago. But I would like to remember one thing: Portuguese was an author who carefully cultivated, intensity and repeated the fantasy genre. Something that, in my humble opinion, has not been reported enough. Saramago practiced so diffuse that has been called magical realism, but also the purest Fantastic literary, political fiction, the biblical and even something like science fiction.
In that sense it is, probably, and died after Ballard and Lem, the closest thing to an author of our tastes that the Nobel Academy may come to recognize. Therefore, it is worth remembering, and not try to be exhaustive, titles like the aforementioned "death Intermittently" but also, "The Stone Raft," "The Gospel According to Jesus," "Blindness" (perhaps his most recognized), "The Cave", "The man doubled," Essay on the lucidity " "Cain" or some of their stories.
The fact that critics and the public would accept without question these titles are probably the best example of how far the normalization of fantastic literature, especially science fiction, has become, and despite the redundancy in normal . While probably protest this input (which I'm pretty regular) start to stop making sense. Currently writing about a world where everyone becomes blind but a few and how that Revelation reflects our human condition is no longer science fiction, but a social critique worthy of a Nobel. Ah, if Wyndham lift his head! 
the death of a writer, especially a great writer, is frequent talk of many things connected with him but not literature. Reactions, his life, the details of his demise ... all this is scanned in live by the pen of the day but a comment rested from the work he leaves behind, it is often conspicuous by their absence. José Saramago
would not be an exception. Since its Iberianism, its relationship with Portugal, his country, to his home in Lanzarote, the Nobel Prize, the affection of his readers (of which I attest, one of the oldest entries are answered in this blog was my negative comment on "Intermittently death), her marriage to a English Communist militancy, his childhood poverty and need, its late addition to the literature, the suddenness of his death (despite his age) or the unfortunate statement from the Holy See (What happened to the subtlety of Vatican diplomacy! another myth crumbles .) In short, everything that has been said and a lot of press but, again, their books, Justito and little else. As much a bit of emphasis on the rarity of its success being an author who has a very special style, baroque, poetic and somewhat avant-garde. Unfortunately
do not feel qualified to make that effort I've been missing elsewhere, and I will not do an elaborate critique of the work of Saramago. But I would like to remember one thing: Portuguese was an author who carefully cultivated, intensity and repeated the fantasy genre. Something that, in my humble opinion, has not been reported enough. Saramago practiced so diffuse that has been called magical realism, but also the purest Fantastic literary, political fiction, the biblical and even something like science fiction.
In that sense it is, probably, and died after Ballard and Lem, the closest thing to an author of our tastes that the Nobel Academy may come to recognize. Therefore, it is worth remembering, and not try to be exhaustive, titles like the aforementioned "death Intermittently" but also, "The Stone Raft," "The Gospel According to Jesus," "Blindness" (perhaps his most recognized), "The Cave", "The man doubled," Essay on the lucidity " "Cain" or some of their stories.
The fact that critics and the public would accept without question these titles are probably the best example of how far the normalization of fantastic literature, especially science fiction, has become, and despite the redundancy in normal . While probably protest this input (which I'm pretty regular) start to stop making sense. Currently writing about a world where everyone becomes blind but a few and how that Revelation reflects our human condition is no longer science fiction, but a social critique worthy of a Nobel. Ah, if Wyndham lift his head!
Monday, June 14, 2010
How To Know My Computer Is Hd
course we did not win for frights and absurd. Let me explain. I think I mentioned once that work in a secondary school as a teacher. A place where reading is something remote, distant and irrelevant. As one friend now deceased, and to summarize a bit, many profs as missionaries we are Zulus.
My fellow struggling language arts daily with this panda irreducible to the delights of reading, and try to lure them in a thousand and one way to deceive, usually unsuccessful.
time ago that no one suggests that reading the classics (at least in the ESO), perhaps not entirely bad idea. The trouble is that, in turn, dominates the dictatorship of the Youth Literature "values", so dear to publishers and ministries and so poor in performance.
Some of the works to be read (so to speak) the kids in my school I have reviewed in this blog, fantasy-themed obviously, that some have been, though they are far from the majority. And that is something that, frankly, I understand ever, why is there a type of reader, and I believe that most common in adolescence than in maturity, passion for the weird, the weird, the adventurer, the terrifying and even bizarre. All this land of fantasy and that, surely, could serve as bait for that coveted El Dorado, the habit of reading, is at last found at these ages. And if not, let's look at JK Rowling and her Harry Potter saga, or, as in my time, the success of Michael Ende or Tolkien himself. Well
odd, fantastic, as always, is more of a journal that has crept into the party for a guest with all of the law.
And to change that, does not help anyone starting with the parents, other blessed creatures. And after this prologue explaining step by detailing the case. This year one of the books to read (or suffer, as the case) was "Session Spiritualism" by Carlos Puerto. I have not had the pleasure of reading the novella, but I think it's a fantastic book "false", a little style Gisbert ("The Venetian mirrors," "Something awakens in secret"), based on a theoretical premise tells a fantastic rather realistic story in which fantasy is fully explained. Although it does not rule out the surprise ending with a touch that some ambiguity to the story.
In any case, although this is not a sub-genre that awakens my enthusiasm, I can not stop watching this little work with some sympathy, it is possible to be truly effective in awakening the reader bug between our beasts.
Until the parent of the beast of the day saw the book and said his children "that" do not read it, it was dangerous, a mess, and anti-religious and potato patatin. And the child does not read the book, and peace here and then glory. Such a huge
closed head which Iranian jail is tricky at this stage of the game. It is a minority position but someone still go out there at the mention crossing a word spiritualism or anything that smacks of Terror I find worthy of other times and latitudes. No, Spain 2010, here and now.
course, the stupidity of the parents of the boy is total if we consider that other years the little angel had to read things like "City of the Beasts" by Isabel Allende or "High Risk" by Nick Manns, the latter a true ghost story with a couple of little scenes quite successful for a book of the kind that we speak (somewhat cutrelux youth literature). Of course, the author or publisher, older dogs are sniffing the bigoted minds similar problems and settle the issue by putting bland and generic titles fool getting certain characters, who judge books by their titles alone, probably why they are unable to go beyond the cover in its sights readers.
In short, amusing if it were not for what, at bottom, is worthwhile. Just do not suffer much by the student reading the book usually means 10-20% of a quarter note, so unless a dunce (which equal each other), do not read a non-dangerous material leads to the automatic suspension. And so we will, of course.
My fellow struggling language arts daily with this panda irreducible to the delights of reading, and try to lure them in a thousand and one way to deceive, usually unsuccessful.
time ago that no one suggests that reading the classics (at least in the ESO), perhaps not entirely bad idea. The trouble is that, in turn, dominates the dictatorship of the Youth Literature "values", so dear to publishers and ministries and so poor in performance.
Some of the works to be read (so to speak) the kids in my school I have reviewed in this blog, fantasy-themed obviously, that some have been, though they are far from the majority. And that is something that, frankly, I understand ever, why is there a type of reader, and I believe that most common in adolescence than in maturity, passion for the weird, the weird, the adventurer, the terrifying and even bizarre. All this land of fantasy and that, surely, could serve as bait for that coveted El Dorado, the habit of reading, is at last found at these ages. And if not, let's look at JK Rowling and her Harry Potter saga, or, as in my time, the success of Michael Ende or Tolkien himself. Well
odd, fantastic, as always, is more of a journal that has crept into the party for a guest with all of the law.
And to change that, does not help anyone starting with the parents, other blessed creatures. And after this prologue explaining step by detailing the case. This year one of the books to read (or suffer, as the case) was "Session Spiritualism" by Carlos Puerto. I have not had the pleasure of reading the novella, but I think it's a fantastic book "false", a little style Gisbert ("The Venetian mirrors," "Something awakens in secret"), based on a theoretical premise tells a fantastic rather realistic story in which fantasy is fully explained. Although it does not rule out the surprise ending with a touch that some ambiguity to the story.
In any case, although this is not a sub-genre that awakens my enthusiasm, I can not stop watching this little work with some sympathy, it is possible to be truly effective in awakening the reader bug between our beasts.
Until the parent of the beast of the day saw the book and said his children "that" do not read it, it was dangerous, a mess, and anti-religious and potato patatin. And the child does not read the book, and peace here and then glory. Such a huge
closed head which Iranian jail is tricky at this stage of the game. It is a minority position but someone still go out there at the mention crossing a word spiritualism or anything that smacks of Terror I find worthy of other times and latitudes. No, Spain 2010, here and now.
course, the stupidity of the parents of the boy is total if we consider that other years the little angel had to read things like "City of the Beasts" by Isabel Allende or "High Risk" by Nick Manns, the latter a true ghost story with a couple of little scenes quite successful for a book of the kind that we speak (somewhat cutrelux youth literature). Of course, the author or publisher, older dogs are sniffing the bigoted minds similar problems and settle the issue by putting bland and generic titles fool getting certain characters, who judge books by their titles alone, probably why they are unable to go beyond the cover in its sights readers.
In short, amusing if it were not for what, at bottom, is worthwhile. Just do not suffer much by the student reading the book usually means 10-20% of a quarter note, so unless a dunce (which equal each other), do not read a non-dangerous material leads to the automatic suspension. And so we will, of course.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Mysore Mallige Blue Flam
Seeing is Believing "The Ladies of Grace Adieu" by Susanna Clarke
has come recently commented on one of my old reviews. Happens sometimes, you just wrote does not seem to interest anyone and a few years ago called the attention of a visitor who passed by, that's life and not worth thinking a lot about the subject.
The fact is that the ineffable anonymous turn back and put half my enthusiastic appreciation for "Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell" by Susanna Clarke. An interesting bath humility, one can say that a particular book is a masterpiece but someone will always remember you for it is a pain unbearable. Fortunately I have an ego
bombproof and I am not frighten by critics outside like that. After a brief reflection, I shook my head and sighed. "Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell" is a masterpiece, no matter who though, which does not mean you have to like everybody. After all, Tolkien hated Shakespeare ....
admit that when I read the great work of Clarke if there was one thing that bothered me somewhat. A book so enormous, enormous and complex could be a single outbreak? Did not have bottomless this author to your career? "The bar was not set too high? The same thoughts
assaulted me when I started reading "The Ladies of Grace Adieu," the next work of Britain to reach the English market. Well, after a reading frenzy I could breathe a sigh of relief. Clarke was at least as good a storyteller as a novelist and the flame that had scorched his great novel burning just as much in their stories.
Tales, yes, set in the same universe of his opus magnum and even have some appearance of old known as the Duke of Wellington, King Raven and Jonathan Strange. We therefore once again, to the spurious cross between Jane Austen and Neil Gaiman has been the delight of many, this fascinating hybrid between fairyland and early nineteenth-century England. And, of course, Clarke gets an unexpected artifact as work with the gracefulness of a ballet dancer.
Stories like the title of the book, "The Mrs. Mabb "," Mr. Simonelli or widower duende "or" Tom Brigtwind or how the bridge was built Thoresby magic "have the same virtues as its big brother" Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell ", and even end up being more affordable and pleasant to not having an overwhelming presence.
Of course, Clarke introduced a new record in his work, I mean stories written in the style of traditional fairy tales, where the reference points both Jean Austen would not like the brothers Grimm, folklore and anthropology rather than nineteenth-century English history. This section would stand stories like "In Lickerish Mount, "" The Duke of Wellington lost the horse, "Antickets and Frets" and "John Uskglass and saithe in Cumbria." And though they are well written and not without its charm, in my humble opinion are somewhat far from the achievements of his other stories. Are interesting but not stunning, pleasant but not exciting, a path not as fruitful as the rest of his work.
Despite their variety, we must recognize that these stories share a series of common ideas. On the one hand are very feminine and even feminist (especially "The Ladies of Grace Adieu"). Stories in which women are the protagonists (sometimes players only) and where these are demonstrated superior to men (in a society as sexist as the nineteenth century) are common in this volume. In a way, a kind of compensation to the very masculine "Jonatahn Strange and Mr Norrell", where women seem to take the role of victims to save and little else. Something that once drew my attention taking into account the sex of the author and the long tradition of female witchcraft is in fantastic literature. Now
heroines can be as clever or more than men and witches so terrible and cruel as the Raven King himself, a change from the more refreshing and enjoyable. Finally there
an issue that I think Clarke is a true masterpiece: the transitions from the kind cotidianedad the utmost cruelty. We started reading one of his stories and the atmosphere pleasant, almost bucolic, and deliciously English permeates the work, then, little by little, things are changing, imperceptibly, and when we want to account for the savagery and pain make an appearance with devastating force. It is in this contrast between the two worlds, civilization and barbarism, the England of the Napoleonic era and the fairyland, science and magic, where Clarke's writing has more strength, which shows all its power and effectiveness demonstrate when the two sides of the same coin: the man and the elf.
Of all the tales are a few that deserve a little more detail. "The Ladies of Grace Adieu" is that it has been more enjoyable round. Not only because of its subtlety, good work and terrible feminist message if not why, in the end, Jonathan Strange himself meet with some opposition to it is better to withdraw.
"Mrs. Mabb" has a say about Carroll imagination and poor inceible milk and makes it very clear that that in love and war anything goes.
"Mr. Simonelli or widower duende" reminded me a lot like "Wuthering Heights" by Bronte, by setting and the demonic nature of the elf-like character as Heatcliff of the Yorkshire moors. It is probably the most romantic work of Clarke in the literary sense of the word.
Finally, I can not fail to mention "Tom Brigtwind or how the bridge was built Thoresby magical, a real gem of a humorous and exuberant imagination unleashed. The one I have remembered his famous novel.
I can think of a single but the dazzling magic of Susanna Clarke is there life beyond Jonathan Strange? Will it be able to create a work so exciting but set in another universe, different, in short?
Time will tell, I personally know that I will enjoy trying to answer this question with the next book to appear in our language.
has come recently commented on one of my old reviews. Happens sometimes, you just wrote does not seem to interest anyone and a few years ago called the attention of a visitor who passed by, that's life and not worth thinking a lot about the subject.
The fact is that the ineffable anonymous turn back and put half my enthusiastic appreciation for "Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell" by Susanna Clarke. An interesting bath humility, one can say that a particular book is a masterpiece but someone will always remember you for it is a pain unbearable. Fortunately I have an ego
bombproof and I am not frighten by critics outside like that. After a brief reflection, I shook my head and sighed. "Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell" is a masterpiece, no matter who though, which does not mean you have to like everybody. After all, Tolkien hated Shakespeare ....
admit that when I read the great work of Clarke if there was one thing that bothered me somewhat. A book so enormous, enormous and complex could be a single outbreak? Did not have bottomless this author to your career? "The bar was not set too high? The same thoughts
assaulted me when I started reading "The Ladies of Grace Adieu," the next work of Britain to reach the English market. Well, after a reading frenzy I could breathe a sigh of relief. Clarke was at least as good a storyteller as a novelist and the flame that had scorched his great novel burning just as much in their stories.
Tales, yes, set in the same universe of his opus magnum and even have some appearance of old known as the Duke of Wellington, King Raven and Jonathan Strange. We therefore once again, to the spurious cross between Jane Austen and Neil Gaiman has been the delight of many, this fascinating hybrid between fairyland and early nineteenth-century England. And, of course, Clarke gets an unexpected artifact as work with the gracefulness of a ballet dancer.
Stories like the title of the book, "The Mrs. Mabb "," Mr. Simonelli or widower duende "or" Tom Brigtwind or how the bridge was built Thoresby magic "have the same virtues as its big brother" Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell ", and even end up being more affordable and pleasant to not having an overwhelming presence.
Of course, Clarke introduced a new record in his work, I mean stories written in the style of traditional fairy tales, where the reference points both Jean Austen would not like the brothers Grimm, folklore and anthropology rather than nineteenth-century English history. This section would stand stories like "In Lickerish Mount, "" The Duke of Wellington lost the horse, "Antickets and Frets" and "John Uskglass and saithe in Cumbria." And though they are well written and not without its charm, in my humble opinion are somewhat far from the achievements of his other stories. Are interesting but not stunning, pleasant but not exciting, a path not as fruitful as the rest of his work.
Despite their variety, we must recognize that these stories share a series of common ideas. On the one hand are very feminine and even feminist (especially "The Ladies of Grace Adieu"). Stories in which women are the protagonists (sometimes players only) and where these are demonstrated superior to men (in a society as sexist as the nineteenth century) are common in this volume. In a way, a kind of compensation to the very masculine "Jonatahn Strange and Mr Norrell", where women seem to take the role of victims to save and little else. Something that once drew my attention taking into account the sex of the author and the long tradition of female witchcraft is in fantastic literature. Now
heroines can be as clever or more than men and witches so terrible and cruel as the Raven King himself, a change from the more refreshing and enjoyable. Finally there
an issue that I think Clarke is a true masterpiece: the transitions from the kind cotidianedad the utmost cruelty. We started reading one of his stories and the atmosphere pleasant, almost bucolic, and deliciously English permeates the work, then, little by little, things are changing, imperceptibly, and when we want to account for the savagery and pain make an appearance with devastating force. It is in this contrast between the two worlds, civilization and barbarism, the England of the Napoleonic era and the fairyland, science and magic, where Clarke's writing has more strength, which shows all its power and effectiveness demonstrate when the two sides of the same coin: the man and the elf.
Of all the tales are a few that deserve a little more detail. "The Ladies of Grace Adieu" is that it has been more enjoyable round. Not only because of its subtlety, good work and terrible feminist message if not why, in the end, Jonathan Strange himself meet with some opposition to it is better to withdraw.
"Mrs. Mabb" has a say about Carroll imagination and poor inceible milk and makes it very clear that that in love and war anything goes.
"Mr. Simonelli or widower duende" reminded me a lot like "Wuthering Heights" by Bronte, by setting and the demonic nature of the elf-like character as Heatcliff of the Yorkshire moors. It is probably the most romantic work of Clarke in the literary sense of the word.
Finally, I can not fail to mention "Tom Brigtwind or how the bridge was built Thoresby magical, a real gem of a humorous and exuberant imagination unleashed. The one I have remembered his famous novel.
I can think of a single but the dazzling magic of Susanna Clarke is there life beyond Jonathan Strange? Will it be able to create a work so exciting but set in another universe, different, in short?
Time will tell, I personally know that I will enjoy trying to answer this question with the next book to appear in our language.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Hollywood Breasts Indian
Ah! Prejudices .... That bad reputation has, rightly, of course. Since we warn against them and as we strive to avoid them. And obviously failing.
No one is free from bias, though I try, and this weakness always plays tricks. In my case, as I have said many times in this blog, my great prejudice is against UFO-esoteric world. It is to see the bug and get the nerves, rot, disease and goats.
Everything is explained and, as in so many things the explanation lies in childhood. As I also mentioned more than once, I grew up my compulsive reading phase of such booklets, especially those in the UFO subject, very popular in my youth. Little by little I was aware of hoax representing those books and left to read. I remember the change took place on the border between the college and high school (13-14 years) and caused an infamous tome speculated that Stonehenge was a secret UFO base. Bearing in mind that I knew that something about the prehistory, such was the explosive calving end of my relationship with the Bears Jiménez, JJ Benitez and company.
Of course, I felt pretty angry, so pissed that I still tough. Why? Why nobody likes to be fooled, ripped off or scammed, and what I think is outrageous that this be done with a child, the world's most gullible creatures. In fact, the concept fool a child has a tremendous notoriety, today's rogues would not hesitate to raise his pension to a little old lady would be unable to play the innocent credulity of a youngster of 6 years old.
And UFO-esoteric writers engaged in this, to deceive tender infants. It's funny, but children learn very quickly the difference between fiction and reality. I can not say but that distinction ages learn do it in a very early period of his life. I've seen it with my nephews who are in full swing, and watch them allowed me to recall some processes of my own childhood. At some point, one learns to distinguish between Spiderman and Newton, among the laws of gravity and Middle Earth. We know that the adventures of Star Wars are real in our imagination but not in reality and we know that the intricacies of the theory of relativity are as real in our minds and the world beyond our brains.
However, as children we are still naive and we know that deception is there, waiting to bite as unwary. What terrible UFO-esoteric books is not presented as fiction but as fact. Now, as adults, we know that's part of his deception but, as children, find it hard to differentiate this level of infamy. If not a novel (and not presented as such) is real, authentic, real.
When I discovered that I was kidding my anger was monumental and even today, still, dull and semi-forgotten, but it's there, present, dormant, but present.
And sometimes that will prejudice the plays. In my childhood days one of the most notorious UFO cases in our country was the subject Ummo, if anyone is curious can track online and draw their own conclusions. I, on the tadpole stage, I was fascinated by those pictures of silver discs with a strange logo on the belly. Then, as so often in this mudillo, the bubble deflated, Ummo passing away and a few years ago, the creators of fraud confessed it was all staged. The usual.
Yes, the pro ufologists still in their heels, one year ago I discovered something of a Carrefour a booklet explaining the ineffable as Ummo JJ Benítez was real as life itself, yes it was partly fraud but there was another part real, that if men in black, that if government plots to discredit, etc, etc. Nothing new under the sun. That
Ummo had been there in my subconscious I discovered it in 2004. That year he published "Umma" by Juan Antonio Fernández Madrigal. From that his name did not say anything (not yet discovered his stories), was a young author, like so many that appear every year. Like any good geek I like to keep up with what is written in the country cf but time and money are an obstacle fucked for that purpose. So you have to do a screen, especially when we are facing a new author, with a leap of faith. And in the case of Madrigal decided to pass. The reason? In my brain, "Umma" became Ummo, and automatically classify the book as it was not: as a further attempt ufologists to deceive timarnos pull our hair, so I went and got the leg to the hock, why now that I've read some of the work of Madrigal burn with desire to face the first brick of the building complex and exciting than is the saga of Vipers of Forms.
It's funny how the head works for us. Umma is also the community of believers to Islam, and one of the first Mesopotamian cities (although it appears as UNMA). In fact, the latter meaning is used as a reference to Madrigal. I, as a degree in history, should have been able to see these connections. For odd, my brain went by peteneras and chose to focus on those dark 70's UFO story. You have to fuck.
But like many things, there is an ill wind that blows no good. "Umma", though written first, is really the third volume in the series, which, by twist of fate, I'm reading in the correct chronological order, so when one of these days I dive into "Umma" I will have completed, so far, the journey of humanity that has been designed Madrigal. So perhaps my subconscious (which is much smarter than me), knew what he was doing ...
No one is free from bias, though I try, and this weakness always plays tricks. In my case, as I have said many times in this blog, my great prejudice is against UFO-esoteric world. It is to see the bug and get the nerves, rot, disease and goats.
Everything is explained and, as in so many things the explanation lies in childhood. As I also mentioned more than once, I grew up my compulsive reading phase of such booklets, especially those in the UFO subject, very popular in my youth. Little by little I was aware of hoax representing those books and left to read. I remember the change took place on the border between the college and high school (13-14 years) and caused an infamous tome speculated that Stonehenge was a secret UFO base. Bearing in mind that I knew that something about the prehistory, such was the explosive calving end of my relationship with the Bears Jiménez, JJ Benitez and company.
Of course, I felt pretty angry, so pissed that I still tough. Why? Why nobody likes to be fooled, ripped off or scammed, and what I think is outrageous that this be done with a child, the world's most gullible creatures. In fact, the concept fool a child has a tremendous notoriety, today's rogues would not hesitate to raise his pension to a little old lady would be unable to play the innocent credulity of a youngster of 6 years old.
And UFO-esoteric writers engaged in this, to deceive tender infants. It's funny, but children learn very quickly the difference between fiction and reality. I can not say but that distinction ages learn do it in a very early period of his life. I've seen it with my nephews who are in full swing, and watch them allowed me to recall some processes of my own childhood. At some point, one learns to distinguish between Spiderman and Newton, among the laws of gravity and Middle Earth. We know that the adventures of Star Wars are real in our imagination but not in reality and we know that the intricacies of the theory of relativity are as real in our minds and the world beyond our brains.
However, as children we are still naive and we know that deception is there, waiting to bite as unwary. What terrible UFO-esoteric books is not presented as fiction but as fact. Now, as adults, we know that's part of his deception but, as children, find it hard to differentiate this level of infamy. If not a novel (and not presented as such) is real, authentic, real.
When I discovered that I was kidding my anger was monumental and even today, still, dull and semi-forgotten, but it's there, present, dormant, but present.
And sometimes that will prejudice the plays. In my childhood days one of the most notorious UFO cases in our country was the subject Ummo, if anyone is curious can track online and draw their own conclusions. I, on the tadpole stage, I was fascinated by those pictures of silver discs with a strange logo on the belly. Then, as so often in this mudillo, the bubble deflated, Ummo passing away and a few years ago, the creators of fraud confessed it was all staged. The usual.
Yes, the pro ufologists still in their heels, one year ago I discovered something of a Carrefour a booklet explaining the ineffable as Ummo JJ Benítez was real as life itself, yes it was partly fraud but there was another part real, that if men in black, that if government plots to discredit, etc, etc. Nothing new under the sun. That
Ummo had been there in my subconscious I discovered it in 2004. That year he published "Umma" by Juan Antonio Fernández Madrigal. From that his name did not say anything (not yet discovered his stories), was a young author, like so many that appear every year. Like any good geek I like to keep up with what is written in the country cf but time and money are an obstacle fucked for that purpose. So you have to do a screen, especially when we are facing a new author, with a leap of faith. And in the case of Madrigal decided to pass. The reason? In my brain, "Umma" became Ummo, and automatically classify the book as it was not: as a further attempt ufologists to deceive timarnos pull our hair, so I went and got the leg to the hock, why now that I've read some of the work of Madrigal burn with desire to face the first brick of the building complex and exciting than is the saga of Vipers of Forms.
It's funny how the head works for us. Umma is also the community of believers to Islam, and one of the first Mesopotamian cities (although it appears as UNMA). In fact, the latter meaning is used as a reference to Madrigal. I, as a degree in history, should have been able to see these connections. For odd, my brain went by peteneras and chose to focus on those dark 70's UFO story. You have to fuck.
But like many things, there is an ill wind that blows no good. "Umma", though written first, is really the third volume in the series, which, by twist of fate, I'm reading in the correct chronological order, so when one of these days I dive into "Umma" I will have completed, so far, the journey of humanity that has been designed Madrigal. So perhaps my subconscious (which is much smarter than me), knew what he was doing ...
Sunday, May 16, 2010
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history of prejudice " Alexander the Great and the Eagles of Rome "by Javier Negrete
goes without saying that this is not a critical comments or made in bad milk, but sometimes fans are truly a stunning child. And the first server. Much debate about the prospective nature of science fiction or fantasy as a distorted mirror of the real world and at the moment of truth, we cool plus a good war stories than a fool an ice pipes. And if the war stories are rare and implausible and moves into the realm of Who is stronger, Superman or Hulk? , so let's talk.
All this comes about because "Alexander the Great and the eagles of Rome" no longer the feverish fantasy of more than a geek, in this case, the military history section Ancient World. Why, those who belong to that select club, we have spent years asking the same question, apparently, Javier Negrete is in this book: How could the hoplite phalanx had defeated the Roman legions?
A rhetorical question with obvious answer: none of the ways, for which the moment of truth, the Roman legions to dust the Greek phalanx Rinoscéfalos Pidna and without major problems. But a geek is not that other, and the vision of a compact mass of heavy infantry carrying shoulder to shoulder slowly like a hedgehog with spikes and rolling several yards to put everything in its path no longer something that We put the hairs like hooks. Vale, yes, we are weirdos, but to each their own, others enjoy watching fights of market women on TV about who is the father according to children and most drool watching 22 millionaires in shorts doing weird things with your foot and a ball. Those of our sect flipped hoplites imagining burly pilum receiving rain on their coats and standing firm holding the onslaught of the Legionnaires and their gladium. To taste the colors.
With all this it is clear that, at bottom, all Negrete's novel is an excuse that leads to the biggest battle of all time. Is not not enjoy the little adventures of their characters but a quickie page saying goes: Do you begin and the hosts, or Why?
And some say at this point, if the Romans gave to the Greek soup with slingshots at what the fuss? Easy answer, when the Romans encountered the Greeks, they went into decline and the commanding generals and more than mediocre, the Romans, however, were near the zenith of its military. More than one has been the question that would have happened if things had been more than matched, for example, with Greek fitter, a less seasoned Roman general and a leading authority on the Greeks, Alexander the Great, for example.
And that is this beautiful ucronia, an Alexander the Great who does not die at age 33 in Babylon (By the way, Negrete as disease if not murder) and that, therefore, decided to take a look to the West and take a tour of Italy, by the way, conquer Rome. Throughout the novel, Negrete gives us all his knowledge about the ancient world (in fact a professor of classical languages), and in this sense, the book works perfectly as an informative text on classical culture.
also a perfect historical novel is why, in principle, only fantasy element is created for survival ucronia Alexander. Minotaur in this sense was a bit tricky, and introduced the most novel in its historical aspect in the Uchronics. In a way, I can understand this view, CF geeks too familiar to Negrete and went to buy your book safely, however, fans of the historical novel is not, and this little trick helped them meet a writer more than competent (the success of "Salamis", the following fully historical novel seems to prove Negrete).
And, of course, the story is highly addictive. Characters topics, okay, but very well made and extremely fluid narration. To highlight a game Negrete usual, a mixture of personalities from the spheres of power (Alexander, his family and his generals), along with several entirely popular (in this case, primarily, soldiers). This technique (as old as literature) allows Madrid to give a total picture of events, both at high politics and look at ground infantry soldier bites the dust in the midst of combat.
Of course, in the end, strip the mountain goat, and the appreciation of the fantastic Negrete surfacing just like it or not. There are elements throughout the book as any veteran reader are giving him clues: the meteorite is going to destroy the world, that doctor out of memory and as appropriate, the Platonic myth of Er ... Yes indeed, here is tomato.
The downside is that the tomato appears to be delayed, and that is, the main handicap of the story is its unfinished character, it is much story to tell and what promises Negrete in the last pages: the adventure continues in a hypothetical book titled "The Last Journey of Alexander the Great." We will have to be patient and wait, but seen as walking the Plasencia based writer of an affair with his many projects, it goes for long.
(Of course, if someone in a hurry you can take a look at the story "The Myth of Er", finalist in 2001 and winner UPC Ignotus 2003, the seminal story where part everything. Published in UPC Awards 2001. "Ediciones B , Suite No. 149 Nova. Barcelona 2002)
A couple of little details to finish. As loose book is, paradoxically, Alexander himself remains too vague and ethereal, it may reflect the psychology of such an element is very difficult but for someone so adept at building characters like Negrete no longer a peculiar bug, maybe the weight of the legend could with the author?
Instead, the tributes to Aristotle (sudden and surprising guest star) and Livy (the creator of the first ucronia to ask, yes, indeed, would have happened if Rome had met Alexander) I found charming.
Ah! What battle? As God commands, epic, savage and bloody ankle. I enjoyed more than a pig in an era. Yes, Negrete, grecófilo said, does a little bit of cheating, the victory of the phalanx against all odds is that Alexander takes out a pair of aces from the sleeve in the form of deceit, espionage and counterespionage, a tad convoluted action. Instead, the premise that the cavalry of Alexander could have broken the Roman and the Macedonian rearguard most liked to do it the most credible. Of course, the Roman general, of course, walks a bit more obtuse and, in essence, the final fight reminds me of the Battle of Cannae. What is not without its logic, if Alexander was great, Anibal not be left behind (and yes, one is punicófilo What's up?). 
goes without saying that this is not a critical comments or made in bad milk, but sometimes fans are truly a stunning child. And the first server. Much debate about the prospective nature of science fiction or fantasy as a distorted mirror of the real world and at the moment of truth, we cool plus a good war stories than a fool an ice pipes. And if the war stories are rare and implausible and moves into the realm of Who is stronger, Superman or Hulk? , so let's talk. All this comes about because "Alexander the Great and the eagles of Rome" no longer the feverish fantasy of more than a geek, in this case, the military history section Ancient World. Why, those who belong to that select club, we have spent years asking the same question, apparently, Javier Negrete is in this book: How could the hoplite phalanx had defeated the Roman legions?
A rhetorical question with obvious answer: none of the ways, for which the moment of truth, the Roman legions to dust the Greek phalanx Rinoscéfalos Pidna and without major problems. But a geek is not that other, and the vision of a compact mass of heavy infantry carrying shoulder to shoulder slowly like a hedgehog with spikes and rolling several yards to put everything in its path no longer something that We put the hairs like hooks. Vale, yes, we are weirdos, but to each their own, others enjoy watching fights of market women on TV about who is the father according to children and most drool watching 22 millionaires in shorts doing weird things with your foot and a ball. Those of our sect flipped hoplites imagining burly pilum receiving rain on their coats and standing firm holding the onslaught of the Legionnaires and their gladium. To taste the colors.
With all this it is clear that, at bottom, all Negrete's novel is an excuse that leads to the biggest battle of all time. Is not not enjoy the little adventures of their characters but a quickie page saying goes: Do you begin and the hosts, or Why?
And some say at this point, if the Romans gave to the Greek soup with slingshots at what the fuss? Easy answer, when the Romans encountered the Greeks, they went into decline and the commanding generals and more than mediocre, the Romans, however, were near the zenith of its military. More than one has been the question that would have happened if things had been more than matched, for example, with Greek fitter, a less seasoned Roman general and a leading authority on the Greeks, Alexander the Great, for example.
And that is this beautiful ucronia, an Alexander the Great who does not die at age 33 in Babylon (By the way, Negrete as disease if not murder) and that, therefore, decided to take a look to the West and take a tour of Italy, by the way, conquer Rome. Throughout the novel, Negrete gives us all his knowledge about the ancient world (in fact a professor of classical languages), and in this sense, the book works perfectly as an informative text on classical culture.
also a perfect historical novel is why, in principle, only fantasy element is created for survival ucronia Alexander. Minotaur in this sense was a bit tricky, and introduced the most novel in its historical aspect in the Uchronics. In a way, I can understand this view, CF geeks too familiar to Negrete and went to buy your book safely, however, fans of the historical novel is not, and this little trick helped them meet a writer more than competent (the success of "Salamis", the following fully historical novel seems to prove Negrete).
And, of course, the story is highly addictive. Characters topics, okay, but very well made and extremely fluid narration. To highlight a game Negrete usual, a mixture of personalities from the spheres of power (Alexander, his family and his generals), along with several entirely popular (in this case, primarily, soldiers). This technique (as old as literature) allows Madrid to give a total picture of events, both at high politics and look at ground infantry soldier bites the dust in the midst of combat.
Of course, in the end, strip the mountain goat, and the appreciation of the fantastic Negrete surfacing just like it or not. There are elements throughout the book as any veteran reader are giving him clues: the meteorite is going to destroy the world, that doctor out of memory and as appropriate, the Platonic myth of Er ... Yes indeed, here is tomato.
The downside is that the tomato appears to be delayed, and that is, the main handicap of the story is its unfinished character, it is much story to tell and what promises Negrete in the last pages: the adventure continues in a hypothetical book titled "The Last Journey of Alexander the Great." We will have to be patient and wait, but seen as walking the Plasencia based writer of an affair with his many projects, it goes for long.
(Of course, if someone in a hurry you can take a look at the story "The Myth of Er", finalist in 2001 and winner UPC Ignotus 2003, the seminal story where part everything. Published in UPC Awards 2001. "Ediciones B , Suite No. 149 Nova. Barcelona 2002)
A couple of little details to finish. As loose book is, paradoxically, Alexander himself remains too vague and ethereal, it may reflect the psychology of such an element is very difficult but for someone so adept at building characters like Negrete no longer a peculiar bug, maybe the weight of the legend could with the author?
Instead, the tributes to Aristotle (sudden and surprising guest star) and Livy (the creator of the first ucronia to ask, yes, indeed, would have happened if Rome had met Alexander) I found charming.
Ah! What battle? As God commands, epic, savage and bloody ankle. I enjoyed more than a pig in an era. Yes, Negrete, grecófilo said, does a little bit of cheating, the victory of the phalanx against all odds is that Alexander takes out a pair of aces from the sleeve in the form of deceit, espionage and counterespionage, a tad convoluted action. Instead, the premise that the cavalry of Alexander could have broken the Roman and the Macedonian rearguard most liked to do it the most credible. Of course, the Roman general, of course, walks a bit more obtuse and, in essence, the final fight reminds me of the Battle of Cannae. What is not without its logic, if Alexander was great, Anibal not be left behind (and yes, one is punicófilo What's up?).
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Kates Playground Blue And Yellow
When I was young we consumed mostly paperbacks. Were cheaper (much cheaper) than other formats and, especially, there was a decline in the quality of the edition because of the price. Almost all publishers have a line of pocket and, some, became mythical: Bruguera, Alliance, Destination, Caralt ... In the world of science fiction spent three quarters of the same: Nebulae 2 nd Epoch, overseas were collections of pocket Super Fiction and Martínez Roca same thing.
That world died, the times changed, as always changing and as it should be, and the paperback editions became the background. However, those of my generation are accustomed to quality standards in design, typos, layout and even translation (maybe this section might be a bit more debatable). We bought a cheap product but met the same standards as more expensive. To some fudge, no buyer had accepted the excuse is that it is a paperback. We knew, and we accepted, which were smaller, were less bound and the paper was of lower quality, but otherwise, the paperback editions were as readable as the luxurious hardcover.
As I said, times changed and won another model editorial, also in science fiction. Prima the expensive large format book (although the cover is back) and, interestingly, has also become fashionable that quality is going to gargle. Read
science fiction in Spain is, to some extent, mourn. Errata campaigns for its wide, the layout is crazy, absolutely amateur design and decent translations of Alice's Mad Hatter. The oldest
we complain, we tore their clothes and do not understand anything. Others, however, seem to be more understanding (curiously, in this section are often the publishers themselves) and looking for excuses one after another: we are publishing small, practically the work is done by one person (or two or three), total for four cats who buy these things, for four dollars we earn, and you complain, ungrateful, over which we publish what no public ... And part fandom down, and stands beside him and "whiners" (like myself) stayed at the section of rare, old eccentric and crazy.
Well sorry, but no drink. If the 70-80 could do well in the twenty-first century should be much better. And, sorry, but size does not matter (it is an easy joke ...) Why? Why, even today, there are all like in a drugstore. Take, for example, a publishing medium (for the parameters of science fiction) and The Factory of Ideas is guilty of many of the ills we are talking about, it can be put in front of someone who does much better and with similar means, such as For Bibliopolis / Alamut.
Or go down to the very small field, which by its size automatically arouse sympathy. There is AJEC whose books are an example ... in the worst sense of the word (and again I speak of criteria of quality editing of texts). For SWAT apologies have always been precisely that character and tiny craft. Well, sorry but no school. Why now has born a new publisher: NGC Fiction!, a priori equally sickly that SWAT and it happens that your first book (the very estimable "Fragments Bubble") is a resounding professionalism. It has nothing to envy the greatest and most famous publishers like Seix Barral, Chair, Anagram, Alfaguara, Tusquets, Mondadori or anything else that passes through our heads.
So, I'm sorry but moral alibi is over the size or character of the geek market. If you want you can do things, otherwise excuses. You can be professional or not, that simple. Why, yes, at the time of charging the book, curiously, all charge you the same, good or bad editing. And to Mr. Pocket I fear that all arguments end up losing much of their weight.
That world died, the times changed, as always changing and as it should be, and the paperback editions became the background. However, those of my generation are accustomed to quality standards in design, typos, layout and even translation (maybe this section might be a bit more debatable). We bought a cheap product but met the same standards as more expensive. To some fudge, no buyer had accepted the excuse is that it is a paperback. We knew, and we accepted, which were smaller, were less bound and the paper was of lower quality, but otherwise, the paperback editions were as readable as the luxurious hardcover.
As I said, times changed and won another model editorial, also in science fiction. Prima the expensive large format book (although the cover is back) and, interestingly, has also become fashionable that quality is going to gargle. Read
science fiction in Spain is, to some extent, mourn. Errata campaigns for its wide, the layout is crazy, absolutely amateur design and decent translations of Alice's Mad Hatter. The oldest
we complain, we tore their clothes and do not understand anything. Others, however, seem to be more understanding (curiously, in this section are often the publishers themselves) and looking for excuses one after another: we are publishing small, practically the work is done by one person (or two or three), total for four cats who buy these things, for four dollars we earn, and you complain, ungrateful, over which we publish what no public ... And part fandom down, and stands beside him and "whiners" (like myself) stayed at the section of rare, old eccentric and crazy.
Well sorry, but no drink. If the 70-80 could do well in the twenty-first century should be much better. And, sorry, but size does not matter (it is an easy joke ...) Why? Why, even today, there are all like in a drugstore. Take, for example, a publishing medium (for the parameters of science fiction) and The Factory of Ideas is guilty of many of the ills we are talking about, it can be put in front of someone who does much better and with similar means, such as For Bibliopolis / Alamut.
Or go down to the very small field, which by its size automatically arouse sympathy. There is AJEC whose books are an example ... in the worst sense of the word (and again I speak of criteria of quality editing of texts). For SWAT apologies have always been precisely that character and tiny craft. Well, sorry but no school. Why now has born a new publisher: NGC Fiction!, a priori equally sickly that SWAT and it happens that your first book (the very estimable "Fragments Bubble") is a resounding professionalism. It has nothing to envy the greatest and most famous publishers like Seix Barral, Chair, Anagram, Alfaguara, Tusquets, Mondadori or anything else that passes through our heads.
So, I'm sorry but moral alibi is over the size or character of the geek market. If you want you can do things, otherwise excuses. You can be professional or not, that simple. Why, yes, at the time of charging the book, curiously, all charge you the same, good or bad editing. And to Mr. Pocket I fear that all arguments end up losing much of their weight.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Eta Infinity Sign Vuze
FREE BASE Arms Race by Rejhuntte
Rejhuntte and its flagship theme "Freebase". Filmed by Fernando Marquinez in the "bunker surreal," 2000. With Eugenio Costa and Lolo Luciani.
"say the shadows in a film where do you get simple? / Scream like a violin spasms and die just sad / real forward without turning back or end / chemical ideal, you're always behind your kit" (lyrics by Marquinez)
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Play Undf Files Online
size does not matter" seems reasonable "by Christina Rossetti
For many reasons, this blog has been a real surprise package, fortunately, most welcome. Especially emphasize the relationship has been created with many who pass by here regularly leave their opinion, views and really appreciate that, very often, I have to reflect deeply on many of the titles of which I speak so lightly. And, of course, views are used to much.
As such this book was totally unaware of its existence and if I knew him for the comment of one of the visitors to this page (and am truly sorry to say that I do not remember who in particular). That comment piqued my curiosity, I bought it and, really, I'm glad I did. Just for details like this is worth pursuing with the blog.
"seems reasonable" is a collection of three children's stories of Christina Rossetti, originally published in 1874. They are, without doubt, what most peculiar fairy tale that has given Victorian literature and, in my belief that this was a time of abundance peculiarities.
Christina Rossetti is primarily renowned as a poet and sister of Dante Gabriel Rossetti, painter and poet as pre-Raphaelite it and similar sensitivity. In life, Christina was a rarity. In a deep religiousness, which pervades most of his poetry was, in turn, a fiercely independent woman, who gave up two marriages, in theory, religious differences, and spent much of his time working with works charity (today we would say that in an NGO, belonged to an association that helped prostitutes "repentance"). A woman really paradoxical, bitter spinster in a period in which this condition was almost a crime but at the same time, doubting the right of women to vote. Christina Rossetti a handful of novels left unpublished at his death and has been very claimed in recent years by trends as diverse as feminist critic Harold Bloom or himself.
The fairy tales that are collected in this volume are no exception in Rossetti's career. In fact, the first poem that made him famous ("The market elves") also has a child intentionality, at least apparently. Just as these stories, as so often in fairy tales (and more with the Victorians) hide much more than what they show.
Much of his fame comes from the similarities with the work of Lewis Carroll. Indeed, Rossetti has just unbridled imagination that the author of Alice, are united by the same taste I like word games and penchant for dazzling dreamlike atmosphere and somewhat disturbing. As always happens when I reviewed these classics, the feeling that I have is that they are reading is not how far a child can enjoy or understand and that very often hide a dark and sinister rather peculiar. And this sinister
around all these stories, especially the last where the childhood cruelty to reach almost Dickensian limits. Why cruelty is one of the most striking features in these stories. Cruelty in the tone of the narrator, an aunt scolding and demanding child with his audience, and cruelty on the characters: children who have committed petty offenses, probably unforgivable for any Victorian pro, and therefore are punished in a way that verges on sadism.
course, if the intent of the story is a warning, children at the time they made it clear that the slightest failure would bring irreparable consequences and disproportionate. This exaggeration between crime and punishment do not know to what extent it is an aspect of time that embodies Rossetti convinced, or a way to criticize the prevailing teaching methods in those years. In this sense, the British author is shown as ambiguous as in many other aspects of your life. The end result is fascinating, as I said before disturbing.
A book worth having, among other things, that the tightrope Editorial threw the boat out with editing. Vale, the size is similar to a pocket, and only a hundred pages How much for 15 euros? Maybe not if we consider that the translation is impeccable, the role is of extreme quality that the edition is in hardcover with dust jacket, and includes all original artwork, a delight to make this issue into a virtual facsimile. A job well done that it becomes more attractive if this title. 
For many reasons, this blog has been a real surprise package, fortunately, most welcome. Especially emphasize the relationship has been created with many who pass by here regularly leave their opinion, views and really appreciate that, very often, I have to reflect deeply on many of the titles of which I speak so lightly. And, of course, views are used to much.
As such this book was totally unaware of its existence and if I knew him for the comment of one of the visitors to this page (and am truly sorry to say that I do not remember who in particular). That comment piqued my curiosity, I bought it and, really, I'm glad I did. Just for details like this is worth pursuing with the blog.
"seems reasonable" is a collection of three children's stories of Christina Rossetti, originally published in 1874. They are, without doubt, what most peculiar fairy tale that has given Victorian literature and, in my belief that this was a time of abundance peculiarities.
Christina Rossetti is primarily renowned as a poet and sister of Dante Gabriel Rossetti, painter and poet as pre-Raphaelite it and similar sensitivity. In life, Christina was a rarity. In a deep religiousness, which pervades most of his poetry was, in turn, a fiercely independent woman, who gave up two marriages, in theory, religious differences, and spent much of his time working with works charity (today we would say that in an NGO, belonged to an association that helped prostitutes "repentance"). A woman really paradoxical, bitter spinster in a period in which this condition was almost a crime but at the same time, doubting the right of women to vote. Christina Rossetti a handful of novels left unpublished at his death and has been very claimed in recent years by trends as diverse as feminist critic Harold Bloom or himself.
The fairy tales that are collected in this volume are no exception in Rossetti's career. In fact, the first poem that made him famous ("The market elves") also has a child intentionality, at least apparently. Just as these stories, as so often in fairy tales (and more with the Victorians) hide much more than what they show.
Much of his fame comes from the similarities with the work of Lewis Carroll. Indeed, Rossetti has just unbridled imagination that the author of Alice, are united by the same taste I like word games and penchant for dazzling dreamlike atmosphere and somewhat disturbing. As always happens when I reviewed these classics, the feeling that I have is that they are reading is not how far a child can enjoy or understand and that very often hide a dark and sinister rather peculiar. And this sinister
around all these stories, especially the last where the childhood cruelty to reach almost Dickensian limits. Why cruelty is one of the most striking features in these stories. Cruelty in the tone of the narrator, an aunt scolding and demanding child with his audience, and cruelty on the characters: children who have committed petty offenses, probably unforgivable for any Victorian pro, and therefore are punished in a way that verges on sadism.
course, if the intent of the story is a warning, children at the time they made it clear that the slightest failure would bring irreparable consequences and disproportionate. This exaggeration between crime and punishment do not know to what extent it is an aspect of time that embodies Rossetti convinced, or a way to criticize the prevailing teaching methods in those years. In this sense, the British author is shown as ambiguous as in many other aspects of your life. The end result is fascinating, as I said before disturbing.
A book worth having, among other things, that the tightrope Editorial threw the boat out with editing. Vale, the size is similar to a pocket, and only a hundred pages How much for 15 euros? Maybe not if we consider that the translation is impeccable, the role is of extreme quality that the edition is in hardcover with dust jacket, and includes all original artwork, a delight to make this issue into a virtual facsimile. A job well done that it becomes more attractive if this title.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Jcpenny Jewlery Box Have Logo On It?
Start, Javier, By God!
Javier Negrete published a new novel, "Atlantis", and go ahead that I welcome such an event. I love how this guy writes but also Negrete is possibly the author of the best fandomita has found a place on the slippery slope that is the professional edition (well, León Arsenal would be another good example.) He went from being known by four cats freak when accumulated finalists Nova UPC and was his usual home, to fame came on once in Minotaur. Now has its site in another label as Espasa Calpe no longer a good sign and a good example of his ability to adapt to the environment. Has also diversified its array narrative and so do a historical novel that erotic or even a popular book is simply an intelligent exercise of versatility. And if not let's take a look at "Atlantis", apparently a tecnothriller with some esoteric streak, an ecological apocalypse looming and his usual taste for classical antiquity (well, a boat soon and just after having browsed in a shop). Finally, a book sure to be welcomed and that probably is as solvent as the rest of his work. And yet ...
personally miss another Javier Negrete. Ye I finally hooked me with him to read the following cycle of "The Sword of Fire", undoubtedly the best epic fantasy novels (with a nod to the CF, true, but mostly epic fantasy) that was written in our country. It was a great success with the public (so my opinion is not an isolated voice) and that it came at a time when the competition was very tough: Sapkowski, Martin. Gemmell, Rowling, ... I had to choose from in that time, however, many chose to Negrete. And I, I've read all the above, I certify that the Spaniard has little to envy.
course there no end of him. Why a little later, gave birth to a great ucronia of which I shall speak more at length here the other day: "Alexander the Great and the Eagles of Rome", another splendid novel.
So where is the problem? The problem is that two separate titles are sagas and sagas that have been left unfinished. I'm still biting their nails to know how noses just Tramorea adventures set in, and that talk of Alexander and his journey to save the world (although if you've read a UPC you may have a clue). In any case the years pass and the series are inconclusive and that gives me an itch so. Especially if the join similar sensations produced by Martin and Sapkowski (or rather Bibliopolis / Alamut). In short, a sinvivir.
Every time I see coming out Negrte something new I have no illusions, one of the two cycles will end or will continue to excited. And then the disappointment. And yes, it is true that "Lords of Olympus" won the Minotaur, and no author was bitter sweet as a prize. It is also true that "Salamis" is a wonderful historical novel that has allowed it to an audience that never would have bought his other books. And I imagine that writing "The great adventure of the Greeks" was a joy to have a passion for ancient Greece. But, Damn! The geeks also have our sweetheart and our needs. Javier, by God, and just start again with this uncertainty rather than nails I'm starting to eat and the dies!
said this at the earliest opportunity I agency "Atlantis", missing more, which is an incongruous geek and proud.
personally miss another Javier Negrete. Ye I finally hooked me with him to read the following cycle of "The Sword of Fire", undoubtedly the best epic fantasy novels (with a nod to the CF, true, but mostly epic fantasy) that was written in our country. It was a great success with the public (so my opinion is not an isolated voice) and that it came at a time when the competition was very tough: Sapkowski, Martin. Gemmell, Rowling, ... I had to choose from in that time, however, many chose to Negrete. And I, I've read all the above, I certify that the Spaniard has little to envy.
course there no end of him. Why a little later, gave birth to a great ucronia of which I shall speak more at length here the other day: "Alexander the Great and the Eagles of Rome", another splendid novel.
So where is the problem? The problem is that two separate titles are sagas and sagas that have been left unfinished. I'm still biting their nails to know how noses just Tramorea adventures set in, and that talk of Alexander and his journey to save the world (although if you've read a UPC you may have a clue). In any case the years pass and the series are inconclusive and that gives me an itch so. Especially if the join similar sensations produced by Martin and Sapkowski (or rather Bibliopolis / Alamut). In short, a sinvivir.
Every time I see coming out Negrte something new I have no illusions, one of the two cycles will end or will continue to excited. And then the disappointment. And yes, it is true that "Lords of Olympus" won the Minotaur, and no author was bitter sweet as a prize. It is also true that "Salamis" is a wonderful historical novel that has allowed it to an audience that never would have bought his other books. And I imagine that writing "The great adventure of the Greeks" was a joy to have a passion for ancient Greece. But, Damn! The geeks also have our sweetheart and our needs. Javier, by God, and just start again with this uncertainty rather than nails I'm starting to eat and the dies!
said this at the earliest opportunity I agency "Atlantis", missing more, which is an incongruous geek and proud.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Hip Pain While Sleeping
garden gnomes
absorb human vices and grow alongside the mushrooms.
Adrenaline dodge makes
among brushes blunted, an artificial eye dripping
traffic
pulposus of attention. Someone
fires his weapon against an origami toy
fact
ecological role and play hide and seek with their own ghosts
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Sunday, March 28, 2010
Goldwell Color Chart Reds
"Providence" by Juan Francisco Ferré
Read and understood the above one would expect now a glowing review of the novel but this is not going to be exactly. "Providence" is a book a bit daunting, 587 pages and there are many pages to be very good writer to get someone to have a full-sized effort. Ferré is a good writer, but still not so good. I personally find that is the main handicap of the novel: its excess. A good pruning that had allowed in 300 pages would have been Pearl to avoid glut, personally, I felt in the last 100.
Why, moreover, "Providence" is written in first person and the book, in a sense, is a long monologue by the main protagonist, a novel English film director embarked on his new film project while teaching a course in Brown University located in the U.S. city of Providence.
And the use of this technique is simultaneously a great success and a tremendous defect. The voice of this character is pervasive and, given the second extract I have offered, it is clear that voice is a powerful, funny, original, but at the long, somewhat tiresome. Remember
protagonists somewhat Heinleniano this was the wise old hermit, knew everything and explained everything, never confused. Or, to quote an author's most fashionable, has reminded me of Houellebecq's protagonists (especially to "The Possibility of an Island"), cults but unbearable, conceited, self-sufficient coolest eight but, ultimately, exasperating. All know, all statements (for who do not speak) and the world comes down to idiots who are against them and intelligent women who sleep with them, support them and then, inevitably, betray them. This, for a couple of hundred pages is his grace, in five hundred can end up causing a nervous breakdown. Why
addition, Providence has a patchy structure. The bulk of the novel focuses on the description of college life of our protagonist in Brown (by the way, where he teaches Ferré himself). But the classes themselves and the relationships between teachers end up staying in the background, most of the story is to see how many women lie with our teacher and theater director, teachers, students and passers-by, told with a wealth of details and, inevitably, going into the routine and boredom. Misunderstand as anyone else enjoy the description of a good powder in a novel but when that is just becoming apparent, the only purpose of the book, I just bored. The repetition makes me bored.
So is "Providence" a bad book? Well not exactly, rather the opposite. Ferré writes well, and many of the adventures and opinions of the protagonist of the book are fun, exciting and very interesting. Sometimes you can not peel your eyes from the pages, pieces like the journey through the secret passageways beneath the tomb of Lovercraft, or mania developed into the movie "Jaws" Spielberg are fascinating. The trouble is that, again, Ferré is carried away by the exuberance and do not know the verbiage curb his alter ego, which makes the end, many of the thoughts and adventures end up being a bit repetitive, indistinguishable from others that occurred 50 pages. A shame, What a great book could be! Paragraph
What fantastic? Why this is a blog about fantasy literature. Well ... it depends. Without being an expert in literature, I have the feeling that this novel plays in the league of the postmodern, in an attempt to introduce the world as a set of layers with multiple readings. And in that sense, "Providence" fulfills this premise that what you tell us can be understood in many ways. It is possible that what happens is real, and you may not. It is possible that everything is a game, or that we are facing the largest global conspiracies, or in the near future where some things today are no longer impossible. Or maybe none of the above is correct. From the standpoint of science fiction there varis strokes, and note that Ferré is a good deal of gender readings (Lovercraft and Dick were the most obvious), there is a cyborg, there could be a crazy game that the wearer also a peculiar Revelation, and a no less peculiar immortal, and even a transfer to an AI personality. But, I fear, the fiercest fans will not feel this novel as yours. All these details together represent only a handful of pages in a project as huge as this book. The bulk no longer a quite realistic description of life in the U.S. very paranoid today. In other cases
now I would paternalistic (one of my many flaws) and throw shit about the short-sightedness of the fandom that never read books like this. It's their loss, would sentence. But in this case, I do not know really who does not read "Providence" will have lost something. There is a snack fit for all tastes, and includes the finest readers, I almost choked me though, I recognize that sometimes the journey is worth it. Too bad not a little shorter and less arduous. 
Read and understood the above one would expect now a glowing review of the novel but this is not going to be exactly. "Providence" is a book a bit daunting, 587 pages and there are many pages to be very good writer to get someone to have a full-sized effort. Ferré is a good writer, but still not so good. I personally find that is the main handicap of the novel: its excess. A good pruning that had allowed in 300 pages would have been Pearl to avoid glut, personally, I felt in the last 100.
Why, moreover, "Providence" is written in first person and the book, in a sense, is a long monologue by the main protagonist, a novel English film director embarked on his new film project while teaching a course in Brown University located in the U.S. city of Providence.
And the use of this technique is simultaneously a great success and a tremendous defect. The voice of this character is pervasive and, given the second extract I have offered, it is clear that voice is a powerful, funny, original, but at the long, somewhat tiresome. Remember
protagonists somewhat Heinleniano this was the wise old hermit, knew everything and explained everything, never confused. Or, to quote an author's most fashionable, has reminded me of Houellebecq's protagonists (especially to "The Possibility of an Island"), cults but unbearable, conceited, self-sufficient coolest eight but, ultimately, exasperating. All know, all statements (for who do not speak) and the world comes down to idiots who are against them and intelligent women who sleep with them, support them and then, inevitably, betray them. This, for a couple of hundred pages is his grace, in five hundred can end up causing a nervous breakdown. Why
addition, Providence has a patchy structure. The bulk of the novel focuses on the description of college life of our protagonist in Brown (by the way, where he teaches Ferré himself). But the classes themselves and the relationships between teachers end up staying in the background, most of the story is to see how many women lie with our teacher and theater director, teachers, students and passers-by, told with a wealth of details and, inevitably, going into the routine and boredom. Misunderstand as anyone else enjoy the description of a good powder in a novel but when that is just becoming apparent, the only purpose of the book, I just bored. The repetition makes me bored.
So is "Providence" a bad book? Well not exactly, rather the opposite. Ferré writes well, and many of the adventures and opinions of the protagonist of the book are fun, exciting and very interesting. Sometimes you can not peel your eyes from the pages, pieces like the journey through the secret passageways beneath the tomb of Lovercraft, or mania developed into the movie "Jaws" Spielberg are fascinating. The trouble is that, again, Ferré is carried away by the exuberance and do not know the verbiage curb his alter ego, which makes the end, many of the thoughts and adventures end up being a bit repetitive, indistinguishable from others that occurred 50 pages. A shame, What a great book could be! Paragraph
What fantastic? Why this is a blog about fantasy literature. Well ... it depends. Without being an expert in literature, I have the feeling that this novel plays in the league of the postmodern, in an attempt to introduce the world as a set of layers with multiple readings. And in that sense, "Providence" fulfills this premise that what you tell us can be understood in many ways. It is possible that what happens is real, and you may not. It is possible that everything is a game, or that we are facing the largest global conspiracies, or in the near future where some things today are no longer impossible. Or maybe none of the above is correct. From the standpoint of science fiction there varis strokes, and note that Ferré is a good deal of gender readings (Lovercraft and Dick were the most obvious), there is a cyborg, there could be a crazy game that the wearer also a peculiar Revelation, and a no less peculiar immortal, and even a transfer to an AI personality. But, I fear, the fiercest fans will not feel this novel as yours. All these details together represent only a handful of pages in a project as huge as this book. The bulk no longer a quite realistic description of life in the U.S. very paranoid today. In other cases
now I would paternalistic (one of my many flaws) and throw shit about the short-sightedness of the fandom that never read books like this. It's their loss, would sentence. But in this case, I do not know really who does not read "Providence" will have lost something. There is a snack fit for all tastes, and includes the finest readers, I almost choked me though, I recognize that sometimes the journey is worth it. Too bad not a little shorter and less arduous.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Herbal Essences Mission Statement
"Providence", Other
might think, given the previous statement, that "Providence" only makes winks to fans of science fiction. Nothing is further from reality, its author, in general, pays homage to all that, currently, is known as geek (although I prefer the original term Ferré English freaks) and, incidentally, reflects sharply on the characteristics of this group of fans of certain aspects of popular culture. Valga this statement as also shows the style that permeates the novel:
could become the overnight (...) in a cult movie, at least in the guild of freaks, the dark fraction of the population traumatized by many complex since childhood (poverty, marginalization, ugliness, lack of opportunities, low educational level and professional of the household, poverty secular public school, dorm rooms, shared loneliness, adolescence, neighborhood, etc.). These traumas are translated into adulthood a communicable code that allows them to finally come out of poor living conveying a vision of reality (which would better respond to the expectations then forged a sentimental education in failure absolute and mental horizon of life and overhead time Masturbation as personality (...). All these poets of the inferiority, marginalization and immaturity as an attitude and lifestyle often fill their senseless sermons in favor of cultural alteralidad a lot of publications which more bizarre, fanzines and magazines that serve as official bulletins of the underworld, parish leaves taken from a madhouse evicted by conventional psychiatry and care given to terminally ill patients, detailed reports of the English subculture that is taking over for good, aesthetics and creating innovative and even more insistent speeches in the mainstream media. (pages 122-123).
could become the overnight (...) in a cult movie, at least in the guild of freaks, the dark fraction of the population traumatized by many complex since childhood (poverty, marginalization, ugliness, lack of opportunities, low educational level and professional of the household, poverty secular public school, dorm rooms, shared loneliness, adolescence, neighborhood, etc.). These traumas are translated into adulthood a communicable code that allows them to finally come out of poor living conveying a vision of reality (which would better respond to the expectations then forged a sentimental education in failure absolute and mental horizon of life and overhead time Masturbation as personality (...). All these poets of the inferiority, marginalization and immaturity as an attitude and lifestyle often fill their senseless sermons in favor of cultural alteralidad a lot of publications which more bizarre, fanzines and magazines that serve as official bulletins of the underworld, parish leaves taken from a madhouse evicted by conventional psychiatry and care given to terminally ill patients, detailed reports of the English subculture that is taking over for good, aesthetics and creating innovative and even more insistent speeches in the mainstream media. (pages 122-123).
Friday, March 26, 2010
How To Hack A Sidekick
An Excerpt From "Providence" by Juan Francisco Ferré
"Providence" will probably be one of the books of the year. Herralde Prize finalist, backed by Goytisolo, published in the highly prestigious Anagram and, in general, receiving good reviews.
may also be possible that the regular reader of CF was attracted to him, since in the novel we can read excerpts as juicy as this, a conversation between the protagonist and an iconoclast of his students at Brown University who suffers a known English writer (his name is never quoted but is known as the author autonomic subsidized) with a very clear ideas about what is literature:
To make matters worse I tried to talk uselessly Dick, Philip K. Dick, you know, the writer who best described the twentieth-century American life and, of course, the century, and goes and tells me to humiliate me in front of other students, who hates science fiction, which is a subgenus subnormal and adolescents ", which is not serious literature and, of course, he only read serious literature ... (pages 432-433).
may also be possible that the regular reader of CF was attracted to him, since in the novel we can read excerpts as juicy as this, a conversation between the protagonist and an iconoclast of his students at Brown University who suffers a known English writer (his name is never quoted but is known as the author autonomic subsidized) with a very clear ideas about what is literature:
To make matters worse I tried to talk uselessly Dick, Philip K. Dick, you know, the writer who best described the twentieth-century American life and, of course, the century, and goes and tells me to humiliate me in front of other students, who hates science fiction, which is a subgenus subnormal and adolescents ", which is not serious literature and, of course, he only read serious literature ... (pages 432-433).
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Free Train Groping Clips
Manifesto in Defense of Fundamental Rights in Internet
I always clear that the blog would go on fantasy and nothing more. But it is also true that sometimes an exception is needed, especially when fantastic (horror genre to be exact) bursts in everyday life as an elephant in china shop. So server is added to the Manifesto in Defense of Fundamental Rights on the Internet.
Given the inclusion in the Draft Sustainable Economy Act legislative changes affecting the free exercise of freedom of expression, information and the right of access to culture through the Internet, journalists, bloggers, users, professionals and Internet writers express our firm opposition to the project, and declare that:
1. The copyright holder can not be above the fundamental rights of citizens, including the right to privacy, to security, the presumption of innocence, to effective judicial protection and freedom of expression. 2.La
suspension of fundamental rights is and must remain the exclusive competence of the judiciary. Not a close without trial. This blueprint, contrary to the provisions of Article 20.5 of the Constitution, put in the hands of a non-judicial body under the Ministry of Culture, the power to prevent English citizens access to any website.
3.La new legislation will create legal uncertainty around the English technology sector, damaging one of the few areas of development and future of our economy, hindering entrepreneurship, introducing barriers to competition and slowing its international expansion. 4.La
proposed laws threaten to hinder new creators and cultural creation. With The Internet and new technologies have democratized the creation and release of contents of any kind, no longer come predominantly from the traditional cultural industries, but from many different sources. 5.The
authors, like all workers are entitled to live out of their creative ideas, business models and activities associated with their creations. Trying to hold with legislative changes to an outdated industry that knows no adapt to this new environment is neither fair nor realistic. If your business model is based on the control of the copies of the works and the Internet is not possible without violating fundamental rights, should find another model.
6.Consideramos that cultural industries need to survive modern alternatives, effective, credible and affordable to suit new social practices, rather than limitations so disproportionate as to be ineffective in that they are pursuing.
7.Internet should operate freely and without interference from groups that seek to perpetuate outdated business models and make it impossible for human knowledge remains free.
8.Exigimos that the Government guarantees by law the net neutrality in Spain, to any pressure that may occur as a framework for developing a sustainable economy for the future.
9.Proponemos a real reform of intellectual property rights aimed at an end: return to the society of knowledge, promote the public domain and limit abuses of management entities. 10.On
democracy, laws and amendments should be adopted after due debate and consultation with all parties involved. It is unacceptable that legislative changes are made that affect fundamental rights in a non-organic law and deals with other matters. 
I always clear that the blog would go on fantasy and nothing more. But it is also true that sometimes an exception is needed, especially when fantastic (horror genre to be exact) bursts in everyday life as an elephant in china shop. So server is added to the Manifesto in Defense of Fundamental Rights on the Internet.
Given the inclusion in the Draft Sustainable Economy Act legislative changes affecting the free exercise of freedom of expression, information and the right of access to culture through the Internet, journalists, bloggers, users, professionals and Internet writers express our firm opposition to the project, and declare that:
1. The copyright holder can not be above the fundamental rights of citizens, including the right to privacy, to security, the presumption of innocence, to effective judicial protection and freedom of expression. 2.La
suspension of fundamental rights is and must remain the exclusive competence of the judiciary. Not a close without trial. This blueprint, contrary to the provisions of Article 20.5 of the Constitution, put in the hands of a non-judicial body under the Ministry of Culture, the power to prevent English citizens access to any website.
3.La new legislation will create legal uncertainty around the English technology sector, damaging one of the few areas of development and future of our economy, hindering entrepreneurship, introducing barriers to competition and slowing its international expansion. 4.La
proposed laws threaten to hinder new creators and cultural creation. With The Internet and new technologies have democratized the creation and release of contents of any kind, no longer come predominantly from the traditional cultural industries, but from many different sources. 5.The
authors, like all workers are entitled to live out of their creative ideas, business models and activities associated with their creations. Trying to hold with legislative changes to an outdated industry that knows no adapt to this new environment is neither fair nor realistic. If your business model is based on the control of the copies of the works and the Internet is not possible without violating fundamental rights, should find another model.
6.Consideramos that cultural industries need to survive modern alternatives, effective, credible and affordable to suit new social practices, rather than limitations so disproportionate as to be ineffective in that they are pursuing.
7.Internet should operate freely and without interference from groups that seek to perpetuate outdated business models and make it impossible for human knowledge remains free.
8.Exigimos that the Government guarantees by law the net neutrality in Spain, to any pressure that may occur as a framework for developing a sustainable economy for the future.
9.Proponemos a real reform of intellectual property rights aimed at an end: return to the society of knowledge, promote the public domain and limit abuses of management entities. 10.On
democracy, laws and amendments should be adopted after due debate and consultation with all parties involved. It is unacceptable that legislative changes are made that affect fundamental rights in a non-organic law and deals with other matters.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
New Sid For Windowblinds7
A Vueltas Damn the Press
"Last Narrative English / Emerging Trends" is the title of a two-page article published in the newspaper El Mundo on Saturday March 20. What is interesting for the purposes of this blog is that these emerging trends are actual words, the story based on real facts and new science fiction.
Well, the first tendency is rather obvious if we consider that references to this "In Cold Blood" by Capote and is celebrated with joy the success of fences and "Anatomy of a moment."
But what's this about the new science fiction? It goes without saying that, whatever the device journalism, the fact that the CF (old or new) standing in an article in a journal relative importance of the dissemination of The World is a source of joy for all self-respecting geek and a sign of the times we live in a small quiet revolution , which on many occasions I have gone on record on this blog and not mine is a mental straw as other voices and learned much more respectable than mine have reached similar conclusions (in this regard the controversies that are periodically shaken Prospective Literature significant).
The problem is that the article by Emma Rodriguez creates more confusion than anything else. It starts, again, the teaching of Ballard as opposed to the old CF gender (though, curiously, not mentioned other writers also appear as Dick and Lem), which, to some extent, is the most logical and coherent literary rigor, interior space and the future as a metaphor This could be the coordinates of this new CF that, personally, it does seem a resurrection of the old New Wave.
Thus Fresán Rodrigo statements, the flamboyant author of "The sky background" reaffirm this way, just as the demand for CF Argentina (probably the highest quality literature written in Castilian) and cyberpunk (a Ultimately Gibson is also an author of more presentable).
The downside is that there is a ceremony after the confusion of the most peculiar. On one hand, cite a number of authors and works, except Ray Loriga and "Tokyo and does not want us" and Nicolas Casariego and "Hunters of light," I, personally, are totally unknown to me, both assumptions precursors (Andrés Ibáñez and "The world in the era of Varick, Antonio Orejudo and his" fitness to travel ") with very new values \u200b\u200b(Manuel Vilas author of" Air our "or Javier Calvo" creator of "The Reflecting God" .)
Along with this we must add a statement more than unfortunate José López Jara, head of the Minotaur, citing new promises of this new CF none other than John Scalzi and Kim Stanley Robins. Something really ridiculous when you consider that Scalzi is a kind of pulp author heinleniano last thread and Robinson, one of the most hard hard, is anything but promising youngster. Another thing is the assertion that you are editing a novel national author, Luis Montero, but, hey, the above statements moved to laughter.
And finally, nothing less than the claim Agustín Fernández Mallo and Nutella trilogy as one of the new landmarks of this new CF.
Where, as always, one end was not clear. And either I have not heard anything, or has made a rehash stews tremendous with very different hair, why put in the same bag to Ballard, CF Argentina, strawberries and cyberpunk has a logic but then add to Minotaur (with Scalzi and Robinson) bypassing other publishers (those of Alamut, SWAT , La Factoria de Ideas, Berenice, Gigamesh, etc, etc), the Nutella boys and a group of totally unknown authors (forgetting all our authors fandomitas) and it sounds weird, weird.
So, for now, I'm hoping someone enlighten me what it's like the new CF but I promise to be a good boy and find all those references unknown to see if some light coat of this coal mine in which it appears that has become, not the new journalism, if not the English journalism lifetime (ie, write something but not have much idea about it).
Well, the first tendency is rather obvious if we consider that references to this "In Cold Blood" by Capote and is celebrated with joy the success of fences and "Anatomy of a moment."
But what's this about the new science fiction? It goes without saying that, whatever the device journalism, the fact that the CF (old or new) standing in an article in a journal relative importance of the dissemination of The World is a source of joy for all self-respecting geek and a sign of the times we live in a small quiet revolution , which on many occasions I have gone on record on this blog and not mine is a mental straw as other voices and learned much more respectable than mine have reached similar conclusions (in this regard the controversies that are periodically shaken Prospective Literature significant).
The problem is that the article by Emma Rodriguez creates more confusion than anything else. It starts, again, the teaching of Ballard as opposed to the old CF gender (though, curiously, not mentioned other writers also appear as Dick and Lem), which, to some extent, is the most logical and coherent literary rigor, interior space and the future as a metaphor This could be the coordinates of this new CF that, personally, it does seem a resurrection of the old New Wave.
Thus Fresán Rodrigo statements, the flamboyant author of "The sky background" reaffirm this way, just as the demand for CF Argentina (probably the highest quality literature written in Castilian) and cyberpunk (a Ultimately Gibson is also an author of more presentable).
The downside is that there is a ceremony after the confusion of the most peculiar. On one hand, cite a number of authors and works, except Ray Loriga and "Tokyo and does not want us" and Nicolas Casariego and "Hunters of light," I, personally, are totally unknown to me, both assumptions precursors (Andrés Ibáñez and "The world in the era of Varick, Antonio Orejudo and his" fitness to travel ") with very new values \u200b\u200b(Manuel Vilas author of" Air our "or Javier Calvo" creator of "The Reflecting God" .)
Along with this we must add a statement more than unfortunate José López Jara, head of the Minotaur, citing new promises of this new CF none other than John Scalzi and Kim Stanley Robins. Something really ridiculous when you consider that Scalzi is a kind of pulp author heinleniano last thread and Robinson, one of the most hard hard, is anything but promising youngster. Another thing is the assertion that you are editing a novel national author, Luis Montero, but, hey, the above statements moved to laughter.
And finally, nothing less than the claim Agustín Fernández Mallo and Nutella trilogy as one of the new landmarks of this new CF.
Where, as always, one end was not clear. And either I have not heard anything, or has made a rehash stews tremendous with very different hair, why put in the same bag to Ballard, CF Argentina, strawberries and cyberpunk has a logic but then add to Minotaur (with Scalzi and Robinson) bypassing other publishers (those of Alamut, SWAT , La Factoria de Ideas, Berenice, Gigamesh, etc, etc), the Nutella boys and a group of totally unknown authors (forgetting all our authors fandomitas) and it sounds weird, weird.
So, for now, I'm hoping someone enlighten me what it's like the new CF but I promise to be a good boy and find all those references unknown to see if some light coat of this coal mine in which it appears that has become, not the new journalism, if not the English journalism lifetime (ie, write something but not have much idea about it).
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Sleeping Women's Boobs
Memory Menuda
The truth is that I have always enjoyed a good memory. And he's been lucky. I studied Geography and History and work in a school, in both areas my memory has been very helpful. Could not possibly have finished the race without it, or have passed the opposition, nor can deal with some dignity in my classes. Memory is also unusual, for example, give me bad names of people (no sides), when I run into a former student I know, more or less, when I gave her class and if it was good or bad but almost I never remember what it was called (what which is often embarrassing). That
good memory helps me a lot with this little love of literature, I remember quite well the patterns and degrees of the things I read and I like. Almost never do I have to consult a book, for example, write about it in this blog or discussion on a forum (yes, I never remember well the names of the players, curious).
So I have a good memory. Or at least so I thought. Why lately I'm beginning to doubt the alleged ability of mine. It was this gift that is not as good as it was: age, Alzheimer? No idea but I'm starting to develop that happens both the elderly, of being able to perfectly agree on something that happened 60 years ago and have trouble remembering events of last week.
And I'll give an example. In 2006 I was a member of the jury I Xatafi-Cyberdark Prize Fantastic Literature. Among other things I had to read me a lot of books to do my job. Of course, not all fantasy production in 2005 but a succulent piece.
For example, I read every issue of Asimov's Science Fiction Magazine, 2005 (N ° 15-21). There were more than 2,000 pages and about 70-80 stories (of course, that is not just the short narrative section, there were many more anthologies).
This Christmas I got to browse the entire collection of Asimov. Eye, not to read it to me, just go over it over, focus on some pieces, read a few snippets ... Well, there I got a big surprise. I remember almost none of the stories of that 2005. I looked at them, looked again and almost all seemed brand new, as if he had never read. In fact only remembered certain intensity fourteen of them. They are: Stableford Nectar
The Oxygen
Popkes ice upward
Garcia and Robertson Lake Wolves Sanders Ten Spokesman sea
wood Watson
A Princess of Earth
dry bones Resnick TK'TK'TK
Sanders'
Levine Far from the Land of Shadow Twin
Barton Abraham, Dozois and Martin
Through Lace Nestvold
Play "Nobody's Home" by Avril Lavigne Planells
The Man Ice Cream Van Pelt
The little goddess of McDonald
There is some logic in some of these memories, for example, the little goddess was the one who won the award for best foreign accounts and is a very good story. A Princess of Earth was one of the nominees, like Play "Nobody's Home" by Avril Lavigne. Ten Lake Lobos remember exactly why it was my favorite, a beautiful story reminded me Variant Zelazny Unicorn (unfortunately I was the lone juror who had that feeling, no one else voted.)
But the rest, frankly, I have no idea why they stayed in my head and others do not. Okay, some are really good stories even if they had the same fate as my favorite: the award passed by unnoticed.
Nectar has a very original futuristic and attractive, is very reminiscent Dry Bones (Sanders is not a bad writer in my opinion), very far from Earth is one of the most powerful visions I know about the failure of the CF and Twin shadow is a good adventure story.
But others are pretty mediocre, perhaps Spokesman Sea wood stuck in my head to come from an author Watson broadly pretty decent but the story itself is pretty mediocre, and oxygen up even a routine story as no longer a space opera, a my weaknesses. But why the hell I remember so well from the ice Popkes, a long and boring clones leaden history? TK'TK'TK Or supposedly humorous but really unbearable? And what about the ice cream man of grace and more mutants without hearing that the comic? Through the socket, a mediocre story, why not take it off my head?
To me this is a mystery, or rather, two. Why stories are not anything special I stick to the neurons and not going and that I can remember only 14 stories of 70-80.
And for an example of how well other things I can remember older. The volumes of the Hugo Awards Roca Martinez pulled in 80. I remember vividly all the stories and even many of the introductions of Asimov. And the last time I reread was, at least, at 90.
As I said, a mystery, old age or degeneration, but in any case highly irritating to noses.
good memory helps me a lot with this little love of literature, I remember quite well the patterns and degrees of the things I read and I like. Almost never do I have to consult a book, for example, write about it in this blog or discussion on a forum (yes, I never remember well the names of the players, curious).
So I have a good memory. Or at least so I thought. Why lately I'm beginning to doubt the alleged ability of mine. It was this gift that is not as good as it was: age, Alzheimer? No idea but I'm starting to develop that happens both the elderly, of being able to perfectly agree on something that happened 60 years ago and have trouble remembering events of last week.
And I'll give an example. In 2006 I was a member of the jury I Xatafi-Cyberdark Prize Fantastic Literature. Among other things I had to read me a lot of books to do my job. Of course, not all fantasy production in 2005 but a succulent piece.
For example, I read every issue of Asimov's Science Fiction Magazine, 2005 (N ° 15-21). There were more than 2,000 pages and about 70-80 stories (of course, that is not just the short narrative section, there were many more anthologies).
This Christmas I got to browse the entire collection of Asimov. Eye, not to read it to me, just go over it over, focus on some pieces, read a few snippets ... Well, there I got a big surprise. I remember almost none of the stories of that 2005. I looked at them, looked again and almost all seemed brand new, as if he had never read. In fact only remembered certain intensity fourteen of them. They are: Stableford Nectar
The Oxygen
Popkes ice upward
Garcia and Robertson Lake Wolves Sanders Ten Spokesman sea
wood Watson
A Princess of Earth
dry bones Resnick TK'TK'TK
Sanders'
Levine Far from the Land of Shadow Twin
Barton Abraham, Dozois and Martin
Through Lace Nestvold
Play "Nobody's Home" by Avril Lavigne Planells
The Man Ice Cream Van Pelt
The little goddess of McDonald
There is some logic in some of these memories, for example, the little goddess was the one who won the award for best foreign accounts and is a very good story. A Princess of Earth was one of the nominees, like Play "Nobody's Home" by Avril Lavigne. Ten Lake Lobos remember exactly why it was my favorite, a beautiful story reminded me Variant Zelazny Unicorn (unfortunately I was the lone juror who had that feeling, no one else voted.)
But the rest, frankly, I have no idea why they stayed in my head and others do not. Okay, some are really good stories even if they had the same fate as my favorite: the award passed by unnoticed.
Nectar has a very original futuristic and attractive, is very reminiscent Dry Bones (Sanders is not a bad writer in my opinion), very far from Earth is one of the most powerful visions I know about the failure of the CF and Twin shadow is a good adventure story.
But others are pretty mediocre, perhaps Spokesman Sea wood stuck in my head to come from an author Watson broadly pretty decent but the story itself is pretty mediocre, and oxygen up even a routine story as no longer a space opera, a my weaknesses. But why the hell I remember so well from the ice Popkes, a long and boring clones leaden history? TK'TK'TK Or supposedly humorous but really unbearable? And what about the ice cream man of grace and more mutants without hearing that the comic? Through the socket, a mediocre story, why not take it off my head?
To me this is a mystery, or rather, two. Why stories are not anything special I stick to the neurons and not going and that I can remember only 14 stories of 70-80.
And for an example of how well other things I can remember older. The volumes of the Hugo Awards Roca Martinez pulled in 80. I remember vividly all the stories and even many of the introductions of Asimov. And the last time I reread was, at least, at 90.
As I said, a mystery, old age or degeneration, but in any case highly irritating to noses.
Monday, March 8, 2010
Pink High Skirt Miley Cyrus
Press
Read a couple of weekends in the Magazine of The World: "40 years of Esotericism." Or something like that, I quote from memory. Same memory drafter article why this is supposed to the paranormal began back in 1968 with the Faces of Bálmez, so I do not leave the accounts but in the end, the case is to fill a couple of pages for all to see. Nothing
, without thinking twice, as are 40 years or less, 40 events come as "mysterious." A kidding like any other but, done well, may have grace and every perfect for a Sunday afternoon silly.
I get, therefore, to read the list and I find it typical that if the above Faces Bálmez that if UFOs around here, if ghosts there, about poltergeist, some EVP and the most popular programs, magazines and promoters of the subject (Iker Jiménez Jiménez del Oso). Anyway, all very nostalgic, and somewhat delusional camp.
The truth is that for a while I had a pipe, anyone who has left behind the thirties remember that psychosis in the paranormal that hit the country in late 70's and early 80 (well, this country and the world whole, does no one remember "Close Encounters of the Third Kind.") Would be a thing of the newly regained freedom, the crisis económicosocialpolíticoyloquesea or fashion, but the phenomenon swept. Especially the UFO and now claiming that in those years, was not read anything about it lies like a rug.
may seem paradoxical, but many vocations were born geeks reading before JJ Benitez Isaac Asimov. And since I'm not throwing the stone and hide the hand present my own case accusatory: 12 years and I whistled Berlitz book on the Bermuda Triangle. Yes, I admit, in college I had to read me a half dozen times. Nobody is perfect, not even me.
Then one matures, you realize the humbug it all means and either leaves it or is recycled as a reader for CF, this was my particular case, probably why, in the long run, I discovered that Silverberg was Kolosimo of fun and also write better.
In cuaqluier case, as the saying goes, God save us from the rage of a convert, though why so many geeks started now (we are) of the fiercest critics of esoteric hoax, although no comparison with that of 30 years ago experiencing a small renaissance.
So, while reading the list of noses reflecting more or less as in the preceding paragraphs, and saw one of the milestones the saga of "Caballo de Troya JJ Benitez and blinked. Books may seem like CF but coming from one of the priests of the issue and holding (as stated) that everything is real truth, and recalling that it has sold gazillions of copies, well yes, its inclusion made sense.
Then came "The Da Vinci Code" Brown and it seemed a bit odd. Well, it is true that strikes an esoteric subject par excellence, Jesus and his chances, say, alternative but do you really think Brown is your book? Is not stated there that is just a novel? Since I am not an expert on the question left in suspense, I was probably wrong.
And so it was time for Harry Potter and then to the "Twilight" and there already was when I started to swear and curse in Aramaic, the inveterate habit of some journalists (as stressed by some that there are also professionals such as glass a pine) to confuse the ass with the seasons. Put in the same boat a work of fiction whose author knows only too well what that is, fiction, and mix with fiction whose authors intend to present as something real is simply cheating or having no damn idea. Everyone
choose one of two Opcions me, personally, I do not care, is the same stupid habit of mixing apples with oranges and get people who do not have much idea on the subject believe that JK Rowling plays the same as the Fourth Millennium. I said, a fudge is tremendous and, as I said in the post title, fine press.
, without thinking twice, as are 40 years or less, 40 events come as "mysterious." A kidding like any other but, done well, may have grace and every perfect for a Sunday afternoon silly.
I get, therefore, to read the list and I find it typical that if the above Faces Bálmez that if UFOs around here, if ghosts there, about poltergeist, some EVP and the most popular programs, magazines and promoters of the subject (Iker Jiménez Jiménez del Oso). Anyway, all very nostalgic, and somewhat delusional camp.
The truth is that for a while I had a pipe, anyone who has left behind the thirties remember that psychosis in the paranormal that hit the country in late 70's and early 80 (well, this country and the world whole, does no one remember "Close Encounters of the Third Kind.") Would be a thing of the newly regained freedom, the crisis económicosocialpolíticoyloquesea or fashion, but the phenomenon swept. Especially the UFO and now claiming that in those years, was not read anything about it lies like a rug.
may seem paradoxical, but many vocations were born geeks reading before JJ Benitez Isaac Asimov. And since I'm not throwing the stone and hide the hand present my own case accusatory: 12 years and I whistled Berlitz book on the Bermuda Triangle. Yes, I admit, in college I had to read me a half dozen times. Nobody is perfect, not even me.
Then one matures, you realize the humbug it all means and either leaves it or is recycled as a reader for CF, this was my particular case, probably why, in the long run, I discovered that Silverberg was Kolosimo of fun and also write better.
In cuaqluier case, as the saying goes, God save us from the rage of a convert, though why so many geeks started now (we are) of the fiercest critics of esoteric hoax, although no comparison with that of 30 years ago experiencing a small renaissance.
So, while reading the list of noses reflecting more or less as in the preceding paragraphs, and saw one of the milestones the saga of "Caballo de Troya JJ Benitez and blinked. Books may seem like CF but coming from one of the priests of the issue and holding (as stated) that everything is real truth, and recalling that it has sold gazillions of copies, well yes, its inclusion made sense.
Then came "The Da Vinci Code" Brown and it seemed a bit odd. Well, it is true that strikes an esoteric subject par excellence, Jesus and his chances, say, alternative but do you really think Brown is your book? Is not stated there that is just a novel? Since I am not an expert on the question left in suspense, I was probably wrong.
And so it was time for Harry Potter and then to the "Twilight" and there already was when I started to swear and curse in Aramaic, the inveterate habit of some journalists (as stressed by some that there are also professionals such as glass a pine) to confuse the ass with the seasons. Put in the same boat a work of fiction whose author knows only too well what that is, fiction, and mix with fiction whose authors intend to present as something real is simply cheating or having no damn idea. Everyone
choose one of two Opcions me, personally, I do not care, is the same stupid habit of mixing apples with oranges and get people who do not have much idea on the subject believe that JK Rowling plays the same as the Fourth Millennium. I said, a fudge is tremendous and, as I said in the post title, fine press.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Hanbok For Rent In Manila
When the prize Minotaur came to the fore one of the first questions was what made me who will be the winners? I initially raised two possibilities: first, that the award was focused on mainstream authors that would make his first steps into the fantastic (in the style of an Ishiguro or McCarthy) or fantasy authors of "serious" (eg, a Merino) . It was (and is) an interesting option, a bit like the prize Tristana de Santander, I would have liked to see her work (and, indeed, the 18,000 euro prize was initially made it very possible.)
The other possibility (and ultimately was the one that came later) was to use national authors of the fandom, to those who carried the Fantato as a genre in their DNA since they were amateurs and struggled in the quicksand of zines, e-zines, zines and other pro-zines.
That was the path chosen by the editorial, you just have to see the winning authors and some of the finalists who saw fit to publish: Arsenal León, Rodolfo Martinez, Javier Negrete, Victor Conde, Rafael Marín, Eduardo Vaquero, Carlos Gardini ... (Not to mention others not so lucky but also competed as Angel Torres Quesada).
to deny it, I liked that option, and I assumed other years would be published as books by authors like Juan Miguel Aguilera and Elia Barceló (a Minotaur which was already published).
Well, things were not exactly true. The Minotaur had expectations regarding sales should not be expected. the public did not react properly. Sure, yes, indeed, those who are willing to buy a book from one of these authors are only about 1,000 or so in Spain, the figures do not add up.
The other possibility (and ultimately was the one that came later) was to use national authors of the fandom, to those who carried the Fantato as a genre in their DNA since they were amateurs and struggled in the quicksand of zines, e-zines, zines and other pro-zines.
That was the path chosen by the editorial, you just have to see the winning authors and some of the finalists who saw fit to publish: Arsenal León, Rodolfo Martinez, Javier Negrete, Victor Conde, Rafael Marín, Eduardo Vaquero, Carlos Gardini ... (Not to mention others not so lucky but also competed as Angel Torres Quesada).
to deny it, I liked that option, and I assumed other years would be published as books by authors like Juan Miguel Aguilera and Elia Barceló (a Minotaur which was already published).
Well, things were not exactly true. The Minotaur had expectations regarding sales should not be expected. the public did not react properly. Sure, yes, indeed, those who are willing to buy a book from one of these authors are only about 1,000 or so in Spain, the figures do not add up.
And this despite the fact that while this generation had been hardened fandomita CF, all winning novels were fantasies of one kind or another.
So things have changed, and that way. The Award lost weight (is now only 10,000 euros) and other authors were chosen, say, more Commercial: Clara Tahoces and Fernando López Jiménez del Oso. Yes indeed, two representatives from the esoteric to the most Iker Jiménez detestable. A shame, an aberration and an embarrassment (and probably many more things) but the market demand.
And command while Minotaur has taken a further lurch, is that the Fourth Millennium monsters to have not sold enough and had to go in new directions. He could have sought new blood, but that was another winner, Federico Fernández Giordano, who went almost unnoticed. So, surprisingly, has decided to return to the old formula, the veteran author fandomita and this time the prize was awarded an old acquaintance (twice runner-up): Victor Conde with his "Chronicles of the Multiverse."
I can only rejoice at this new change, especially bearing in mind that the book is CF Conde good (a space opera as God intended), something quite rare in the Minotaur. And this joy
includes some comfort: as it turns out that SF readers are more than the UFO and family. Heh, Heh, would not be bad. In any case
Minotaur is at the crossroads and I get the feeling, go a little desperate. You're running out of rabbits from a hat and other Conde's book does not work we may see the death of prize (or a twist worthy of the most outrageous soap opera). Personally I prefer the Bear and continues far Tahoces Award and fandomita the old guard (and his new cronies) take advantage of this bonanza. But these are my wishes and should not be confused with reality. eventually have the final say Metro and, to paraphrase a memorable title, are the cold numbers to decide.
So things have changed, and that way. The Award lost weight (is now only 10,000 euros) and other authors were chosen, say, more Commercial: Clara Tahoces and Fernando López Jiménez del Oso. Yes indeed, two representatives from the esoteric to the most Iker Jiménez detestable. A shame, an aberration and an embarrassment (and probably many more things) but the market demand.
And command while Minotaur has taken a further lurch, is that the Fourth Millennium monsters to have not sold enough and had to go in new directions. He could have sought new blood, but that was another winner, Federico Fernández Giordano, who went almost unnoticed. So, surprisingly, has decided to return to the old formula, the veteran author fandomita and this time the prize was awarded an old acquaintance (twice runner-up): Victor Conde with his "Chronicles of the Multiverse."
I can only rejoice at this new change, especially bearing in mind that the book is CF Conde good (a space opera as God intended), something quite rare in the Minotaur. And this joy
includes some comfort: as it turns out that SF readers are more than the UFO and family. Heh, Heh, would not be bad. In any case
Minotaur is at the crossroads and I get the feeling, go a little desperate. You're running out of rabbits from a hat and other Conde's book does not work we may see the death of prize (or a twist worthy of the most outrageous soap opera). Personally I prefer the Bear and continues far Tahoces Award and fandomita the old guard (and his new cronies) take advantage of this bonanza. But these are my wishes and should not be confused with reality. eventually have the final say Metro and, to paraphrase a memorable title, are the cold numbers to decide.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Who Has A Much Biggest Breasts In Bollywood
Minotaur at the Crossroads "Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman" by Haruki Murakami
had long wanted to sink his teeth into Haruki Murakami, an author who has become fashionable and I have good references. I always thought that a collection of stories is a great way to start with an author and that "Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman," an anthology originally published in English with tales of his career, it seemed the best place to start your work.
And really, I am not disappointed. Murakami is known for being the most Western of Japanese authors, which is true but, fortunately, there is still a good reservoir of Japanese culture in his writings, enough for a Spaniard will take the point but, at the same time have an exotic and different that makes them very attractive.
These stories are all fantasy and realism, but always with a touch peculiar. Even those stories that never cease to be a piece of contemporary Japanese life not cease to be disquieting and special. This can be a simple reflection of the cultural clash between East and West but also a conscious approach Murakami, personal touch that makes his books do not have a very attractive. Murakami
It's funny but not exactly a stylist though, as I said, possesses a voice unmistakable. Write very simple, very simple but at the same time, in an extremely personal, something very interesting (does that readers will not be frightened and read without problems but the plots are rare) and, I guess, not easy.
As for the stories, the oldest are the most inscrutable and enigmatic. They have a dreamlike and surreal air very pronounced, in fact more similar sounding pieces of dreams, puzzles that are missing many pieces, games that do not understand the rules (eg "The tragedy of the coal mine in New York" or "hunting knife") . However, as the years progress will refine their stories and are more comprehensible and mature. And I recognize that more attractive. Murakami
The fantasy is very realistic, set in everyday life, and in which the protagonists are not surprised by the strange things that happen around him. Many of the topics of great Western (not sure also of Japan) in this book: the world mirror ("Mirror", effective but somewhat routine), Kafkaesque nightmares ("Grebe", second hilarious), monsters like us ("The Iceman", one of the best stories of the entire book ), ghosts ("Hanalei Bay", everyday little scary), talking animals ("The Shinagawa Monkey," where in a few page is created a world so unique and complex than one would have given for a novel) , strange tales ("Wherever it appears that this may be" another of my favorites or "birthday girl"), predestination ("Traveler by chance "), curses (" The poor aunt, "" Nausea 1979 ", or how vomiting can be art), almost lovercraftiano terror (" The seventh man, "where the description of something like a tsunami reached heights of impressive awe) ...
course, at bottom, do not care about the issue itself or, for that matter, gender. Murakami's stories just trying at the bottom of what matters most to human beings: life and death. And although the latter is always present, is not an author Murakami ominous or depressing if not the opposite. Their stories show us, in general, the strength of human beings, their dignity to the inevitable and a certain warmth that makes us know that however much we spend, really, we're never entirely alone.
An interesting author of it, probably read more, read I hope to share with you. 
had long wanted to sink his teeth into Haruki Murakami, an author who has become fashionable and I have good references. I always thought that a collection of stories is a great way to start with an author and that "Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman," an anthology originally published in English with tales of his career, it seemed the best place to start your work.
And really, I am not disappointed. Murakami is known for being the most Western of Japanese authors, which is true but, fortunately, there is still a good reservoir of Japanese culture in his writings, enough for a Spaniard will take the point but, at the same time have an exotic and different that makes them very attractive.
These stories are all fantasy and realism, but always with a touch peculiar. Even those stories that never cease to be a piece of contemporary Japanese life not cease to be disquieting and special. This can be a simple reflection of the cultural clash between East and West but also a conscious approach Murakami, personal touch that makes his books do not have a very attractive. Murakami
It's funny but not exactly a stylist though, as I said, possesses a voice unmistakable. Write very simple, very simple but at the same time, in an extremely personal, something very interesting (does that readers will not be frightened and read without problems but the plots are rare) and, I guess, not easy.
As for the stories, the oldest are the most inscrutable and enigmatic. They have a dreamlike and surreal air very pronounced, in fact more similar sounding pieces of dreams, puzzles that are missing many pieces, games that do not understand the rules (eg "The tragedy of the coal mine in New York" or "hunting knife") . However, as the years progress will refine their stories and are more comprehensible and mature. And I recognize that more attractive. Murakami
The fantasy is very realistic, set in everyday life, and in which the protagonists are not surprised by the strange things that happen around him. Many of the topics of great Western (not sure also of Japan) in this book: the world mirror ("Mirror", effective but somewhat routine), Kafkaesque nightmares ("Grebe", second hilarious), monsters like us ("The Iceman", one of the best stories of the entire book ), ghosts ("Hanalei Bay", everyday little scary), talking animals ("The Shinagawa Monkey," where in a few page is created a world so unique and complex than one would have given for a novel) , strange tales ("Wherever it appears that this may be" another of my favorites or "birthday girl"), predestination ("Traveler by chance "), curses (" The poor aunt, "" Nausea 1979 ", or how vomiting can be art), almost lovercraftiano terror (" The seventh man, "where the description of something like a tsunami reached heights of impressive awe) ...
course, at bottom, do not care about the issue itself or, for that matter, gender. Murakami's stories just trying at the bottom of what matters most to human beings: life and death. And although the latter is always present, is not an author Murakami ominous or depressing if not the opposite. Their stories show us, in general, the strength of human beings, their dignity to the inevitable and a certain warmth that makes us know that however much we spend, really, we're never entirely alone.
An interesting author of it, probably read more, read I hope to share with you.
Saturday, January 23, 2010
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More of the Same
Every year, more or less the end of December, newspapers often make lists of the best of the year. And, of course, this practice includes the best books. I confess that I read these lists with morbid curiosity. Not much to see the number of writers who do not know anything at all, but also noted that fantastic literature is often totally absent from these lists. With its well-known exceptions, but in general, it is often done very little attention. Not so with the thriller, which always falls on a title, something that has always seemed peculiar, to deny.
This year, the Sunday newspaper "El Mundo" decided to loop the loop and get the best of the decade. There is nothing, condensed 10 years of literature in 100 books. The jury was composed of ten writers, journalists, critics, publishers and booksellers and their results are as questionable as expected. Only 10 books have won more than one vote, which means the other 90 were chosen solely by an individual. This can only be defined in one way: dispersion. Published much and, perhaps, apparently very good (or at least that readers love us, which is not the same which is good) and no one is able to reach a clear consensus on who deserves to be part of a course fee.
This reality is what has always made me apologize for that fantastic literature is conspicuous by its absence in such lists. People of a certain generation (mine, not going further) was raised within the paradigm of good books or were unrealistic or were not good. Of course many of us rebel against that idea but at the cost of going through eccentric or just stupid. And that lasted for many years, too.
It is now very fashionable to say that was good Stanislaw Lem and take "Solaris" it up every few minutes. But when I read the 80 newspaper no one seemed to remember the good of Poland, and that that that was alive. That ballast
justifies the people of a certain age (which, today, form the core of critics, writers and publishers of some renown and, as it somehow, power) stubbornly continue to ignore everything that does not smell pure and simple manners.
Fortunately, things are changing, for example, when Lem died was pleased to see such a galaxy of young writers claim him without complexes. And these changes will start scoring well on these lists.
And so, the book number one, that is, the best of the decade up to "The Feast of the Goat" by Mario Vargas Llosa, the two "Your Face Tomorrow by Javier Marias and the three to" The Road "by Cormac McCarthy. So science fiction has a more than honorable bronze medal. Not bad, not bad. Honestly, I never live this moment. As I said in my previous post, the times are changing a lot.
The rest of the top ten most fantasy literature does not include (unless "Brooklyn Follies" by Paul Auster, in 9 th place, including in the field, which can not claim that I have not read the book) but if we look the other 90 titles still appear some surprises, like names, Palahniuk ("Human Error"), Murakami (Kafka on the Shore "," Blind Willow Sleeping Woman "), Houellebecq (The Possibility of an Island"), Ishiguro ( "I never give up"), Cristina Fernández Cubas ("poor relatives of the devil") and Carrere ("I'm alive and you are dead").
not a bad choice, there are great classic horror, science fiction, slipstream, and even the biography of Philip K. Dick. There are 8 books, which seems to me a little but it certainly is a lot compared to a similar list had been made in 1989 or even in 1999 (I hasten to clarify that it is possible that I may have missed a title that I have many references, for example, David Foster Wallace "supposedly fun things Never again will I do "or" Hell "is not translated Tsutsui, looks like I either read it all).
And yet, I still have a certain resentment, a bitter taste in your mouth. Of course I am not so naive as to expect that authors appear here full of ghetto, which are published in Nova, Gigamesh, Minotaur, Bibliopolis, SWAT or the Factory of Ideas. Do not expect to find a China Mieville, Thomas Disch, William Gibson, George RR Martin, Ian McLeod, Neal Stephenson, Ian McDonald, John M. Harrison, IainBanks or similar. Not appear strange that a Ballard or Lem but it is possible that in this decade did not post his best works.
Now what is unforgivable is that no one has fixed that little jewel that is "Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell" by Susanna Clarke and instead if there is room for bestselleros clunkers like "The Bible of Clay by Julia Navarro ( at least not Matilde Asensi ...).
In short, times are changing but still should change a little more.
This year, the Sunday newspaper "El Mundo" decided to loop the loop and get the best of the decade. There is nothing, condensed 10 years of literature in 100 books. The jury was composed of ten writers, journalists, critics, publishers and booksellers and their results are as questionable as expected. Only 10 books have won more than one vote, which means the other 90 were chosen solely by an individual. This can only be defined in one way: dispersion. Published much and, perhaps, apparently very good (or at least that readers love us, which is not the same which is good) and no one is able to reach a clear consensus on who deserves to be part of a course fee.
This reality is what has always made me apologize for that fantastic literature is conspicuous by its absence in such lists. People of a certain generation (mine, not going further) was raised within the paradigm of good books or were unrealistic or were not good. Of course many of us rebel against that idea but at the cost of going through eccentric or just stupid. And that lasted for many years, too.
It is now very fashionable to say that was good Stanislaw Lem and take "Solaris" it up every few minutes. But when I read the 80 newspaper no one seemed to remember the good of Poland, and that that that was alive. That ballast
justifies the people of a certain age (which, today, form the core of critics, writers and publishers of some renown and, as it somehow, power) stubbornly continue to ignore everything that does not smell pure and simple manners.
Fortunately, things are changing, for example, when Lem died was pleased to see such a galaxy of young writers claim him without complexes. And these changes will start scoring well on these lists.
And so, the book number one, that is, the best of the decade up to "The Feast of the Goat" by Mario Vargas Llosa, the two "Your Face Tomorrow by Javier Marias and the three to" The Road "by Cormac McCarthy. So science fiction has a more than honorable bronze medal. Not bad, not bad. Honestly, I never live this moment. As I said in my previous post, the times are changing a lot.
The rest of the top ten most fantasy literature does not include (unless "Brooklyn Follies" by Paul Auster, in 9 th place, including in the field, which can not claim that I have not read the book) but if we look the other 90 titles still appear some surprises, like names, Palahniuk ("Human Error"), Murakami (Kafka on the Shore "," Blind Willow Sleeping Woman "), Houellebecq (The Possibility of an Island"), Ishiguro ( "I never give up"), Cristina Fernández Cubas ("poor relatives of the devil") and Carrere ("I'm alive and you are dead").
not a bad choice, there are great classic horror, science fiction, slipstream, and even the biography of Philip K. Dick. There are 8 books, which seems to me a little but it certainly is a lot compared to a similar list had been made in 1989 or even in 1999 (I hasten to clarify that it is possible that I may have missed a title that I have many references, for example, David Foster Wallace "supposedly fun things Never again will I do "or" Hell "is not translated Tsutsui, looks like I either read it all).
And yet, I still have a certain resentment, a bitter taste in your mouth. Of course I am not so naive as to expect that authors appear here full of ghetto, which are published in Nova, Gigamesh, Minotaur, Bibliopolis, SWAT or the Factory of Ideas. Do not expect to find a China Mieville, Thomas Disch, William Gibson, George RR Martin, Ian McLeod, Neal Stephenson, Ian McDonald, John M. Harrison, IainBanks or similar. Not appear strange that a Ballard or Lem but it is possible that in this decade did not post his best works.
Now what is unforgivable is that no one has fixed that little jewel that is "Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell" by Susanna Clarke and instead if there is room for bestselleros clunkers like "The Bible of Clay by Julia Navarro ( at least not Matilde Asensi ...).
In short, times are changing but still should change a little more.
Saturday, January 16, 2010
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About Books, Shelves and the New Times
supplement "The Cultural the daily "El Mundo" published for a couple of years a curious section in which famous English writers had that circumstances had succeeded in publishing his first work. The end result of each depended much on the writer of the moment but in general, I must admit I enjoyed the series. There was a phrase that stuck with me, one writer (unfortunately I do not remember the name) said to feel especially proud to have succeeded in publishing his first book in the publisher Anagrama, adding that was nearly all the publisher's books at home in a place of honor and pride filled him with being part of such equipment.
Well, then I came out Geek pride, to deny it, I glanced at my own shelves and thought: if I were a writer "in that collection I would have liked to publish? I have several responses crowded as impossible as the question itself. Of course, in the Minotaur, but the one before, obviously, not now. Or Nebular 2 nd time. Martínez Roca Sure would be nice, as well as overseas jobs.
Well, I think anyone can see that my shelves and writer of that are, say, a little bit different. Not only read science fiction, of course, but I know (and that's a personal failing of mine) that I frequented some contemporary authors of fiction geenral, let alone the English. There are few books on my shelves of anagram, or, for posts, or Tusquets Alfaguara, to speak of similar books. Yes there are many of the former Bruguera, of Alliance, Destination, Plaza & Janes and other pocket stamps, a division which, in general, these publishers have not been lavished on excess.
Everyone has their tastes, no doubt, but we must recognize that labels such as the above have not been very, very favorable to the fantastic (with the usual exceptions, of course). Or at least that happened in the past. Why now it seems that things are changing, and if not, you just have to see the winner and the finalist of last award Herralde novel (in Anagram): Life before March "by Manuel Gutierrez Aragon and" Providence "by Juan Francisco Ferré: they are both fantastic works, and even could take place within science fiction. And I use the conditional that the only information about it is that which appeared in newspapers and books Solpo that apparently seem to go in that direction. Well, I have them both here at hand, I have been curious. I doubt that replacing the old logo Minotaur in my little heart, but as I said very often on this blog, times are changing and truly amazing speed.
Well, then I came out Geek pride, to deny it, I glanced at my own shelves and thought: if I were a writer "in that collection I would have liked to publish? I have several responses crowded as impossible as the question itself. Of course, in the Minotaur, but the one before, obviously, not now. Or Nebular 2 nd time. Martínez Roca Sure would be nice, as well as overseas jobs.
Well, I think anyone can see that my shelves and writer of that are, say, a little bit different. Not only read science fiction, of course, but I know (and that's a personal failing of mine) that I frequented some contemporary authors of fiction geenral, let alone the English. There are few books on my shelves of anagram, or, for posts, or Tusquets Alfaguara, to speak of similar books. Yes there are many of the former Bruguera, of Alliance, Destination, Plaza & Janes and other pocket stamps, a division which, in general, these publishers have not been lavished on excess.
Everyone has their tastes, no doubt, but we must recognize that labels such as the above have not been very, very favorable to the fantastic (with the usual exceptions, of course). Or at least that happened in the past. Why now it seems that things are changing, and if not, you just have to see the winner and the finalist of last award Herralde novel (in Anagram): Life before March "by Manuel Gutierrez Aragon and" Providence "by Juan Francisco Ferré: they are both fantastic works, and even could take place within science fiction. And I use the conditional that the only information about it is that which appeared in newspapers and books Solpo that apparently seem to go in that direction. Well, I have them both here at hand, I have been curious. I doubt that replacing the old logo Minotaur in my little heart, but as I said very often on this blog, times are changing and truly amazing speed.
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