Chapter VI – at dinner The satyr disappeared from my eyes at the same speed he appeared. I have to act, yes. But to do what? In doubt, I returned to the beach, perhaps hoping to find the sea angel. Which did not appear. Instead, I fell victim to the gaze of a girl. I […]
Chapter V – On the hammock ‘You’re not crazy. You only have the courage to look what others do not want to see ‘. The words of that girl got planted deeply in my mind. That has not stopped working. I left the beach and in the hard sunny walk that leaving the pier leads […]
Chapter IV – An Angel Pretending. I did the only thing I could do with those girls who had just opened a window on hell. The evening continued with their Latin smiles that crashed on the rocks of my pretense. But as soon as I brought them home, my brain began to grind thoughts like a […]
Chapter III – On the mount Capanne Walking through a promontory I met a beautiful girl. I smiled. She smiled. ‘Hola’ she told me. ‘Hola, I replied. And a dialogue began. She was Mexican, studied acting in New York and ended up on Elba by chance. She was on the island with two Chilean friends, also […]
Chapter II – in Porto Azzurro I looked for that little creature far and wide throughout the Garden of the Simples. But I did not find a living soul. I was returning to the car when a strange sound emerged from some bushes at the side of the path. It seemed like words but they […]
Chapter I – In the Garden of the simples I was looking for some relief from the Italian summer heath and I took refuge in the ancient “Garden of the simples” here in Rio Elba, in the Tuscany archipelago’s island where I am in literary retreat. While I was watching the ancient Hermitage of St.Catherine, […]
“Sexist!” “Racist!” “Fascist!”. Yesterday I asked a girl at the beach why men and women don’t get along anymore. She flared up saying they still do. As soon as I asked why there are so many divorces, she replied angrily: “Spend an entire life together is against nature!”. “Nature?” I asked trying to provoke her, […]
“Into the mouth of the wolf”. This is the most common expression of “good luck” in Italian. here you can grasp how original Italian is. It would be too predictable and banal saying just “I wish you well and happiness”. Italians can’t help being creative. The answer to this wish is as creative: “may (the […]
Writing in English. “When are you translating your books into English?”. This question has been pestering me since I wrote my first book. Nevertheless I decided to keep on writing my books and my posts in Italian and I got the bit between my teeth for many years. And for about 23 books. Then a […]