STAGES OF CHRYSALIS
Our march, indeed, our flight began on July 24 in Roseto degli Abruzzi, then the chrysalis has rested its wings in the four days of "Montone between the sun and the moon" brilliant Artists Festival road, 3 to 6 August. Soon after, 11 were guests and I chrysalis, in my country for a chat free Notasulga (refined evening). August 29 to Mosciano, the Democratic Left party guests.
Thursday, September 4 will close the loop delepresentazioi Summer hours: 22:00 to Casa de Campo, a beautiful location situated in Montone of Moscow, which hold great welcome along with the presentation of my book, even the impressive performance of Fabio Bonomo and his group of players. What, great year, made to meet new and pleasant discovery. Magic moments of which I am very grateful to life.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
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MOSCIANO
Last night I hosted a Moacir known to present my book.
The evening was very beautiful, my time has been enriched by the inevitable presence of Mira, the constant consent of Attila, the introduction of pleasant Bucciarelli Alba (hot) and the voice of Valeria. The square was packed, much attention addressed to me, a former fellow countrymen. Thanks.
Last night I hosted a Moacir known to present my book.
The evening was very beautiful, my time has been enriched by the inevitable presence of Mira, the constant consent of Attila, the introduction of pleasant Bucciarelli Alba (hot) and the voice of Valeria. The square was packed, much attention addressed to me, a former fellow countrymen. Thanks.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
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SA August 29, 2008 when a butterfly begins its flight
A few days ago was opened to the bozolo of my chrysalis. The result was a beautiful butterfly, a story that I love so much as a lot, even infinitely, I love my children and my family. Of course, against the story they tell is of my characters, the sentiment is not universal or universalizing. Someone will love them, hate them or someone else will be left indifferent. It does not matter. What really counts for me is that my story has a chance to live a life of its own, inexorable tagliado immediately umbilical cord that binds a mother to her child, hoping, then, that the identity of the characters will not be devalued or flattened on the author, that would be me. Go my son, walking alone, in fact, opening your wings to fly and posarti life gently, trying not to get too bad.
A few days ago was opened to the bozolo of my chrysalis. The result was a beautiful butterfly, a story that I love so much as a lot, even infinitely, I love my children and my family. Of course, against the story they tell is of my characters, the sentiment is not universal or universalizing. Someone will love them, hate them or someone else will be left indifferent. It does not matter. What really counts for me is that my story has a chance to live a life of its own, inexorable tagliado immediately umbilical cord that binds a mother to her child, hoping, then, that the identity of the characters will not be devalued or flattened on the author, that would be me. Go my son, walking alone, in fact, opening your wings to fly and posarti life gently, trying not to get too bad.
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