“And the Oscar goes to…” Los premios Oscar son el máximo galardón que cualquier persona ligada al mundo del cine puede soñar con alcanzar, la última joya de la corona de la vanidad artística, un reconocimiento sólo reservado para aquellas obras de arte profundas, emocionalmente inquietantes, y universalmente amadas. Eso son los Oscars: la mayor […]Read more "Ese Oscar se va a oxidar"
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Stephen Dedalus and Leopold Bloom have stopped at a cabman’s shelter, a small coffeehouse under the Loop Line Bridge, for a cuppa and a rest on their way home. And the hope that the coffee will sober Stephen up. After an appropriate period of such hospitality, Bloom sees that it is…
I wish the velvet had been seductive! And I wish that I had gotten, then, as drunk as I am now. I’m obviously joking! I’m not drunk! I am ignorant of the taste of any drink with an alcoholic graduation higher than secondary school. Oh, well, if I fail to build myself into a funny […]Read more "We went to a pretentious Palermo pool-bar-club thing, and it sucked balls-reeking velvet"
I will delete this, as soon as I return to my character. I’m working on a short story. I’m working on many, actually, but I’m adding the most lines to one in which I didn’t really believe, until a few paragraphs ago. I wouldn’t have laid a single sentence on paper, hadn’t I thought it’d […]Read more "This afternoon, while writing"