Meet the author - January 31, 2009 Venice 
the end it was much simpler than I imagined.
In a small library and famous of Venice, the Capital
, Federico has created a corner for monthly meetings with authors of books, local and otherwise. Today it's my turn. Later there is still no one and I see those empty seats. I begin to imagine who would sit there, if anything, someone had come. Why do I always wonder, but who can come and listen to me? And I forget that is also for my book. What I wrote it, he is the cause.
Then come in dribs and drabs, people of different ages, from who knows what homes are moved. What do you have left to come from me? And they begin to sit, waiting for the author who is there instead and watch them, one by one.
comes time to begin and the room is already full. About twenty people, not percent. But wait until you see a show begins, wait for me.
Federica, the bookseller, introduces familiar and Federico, the writer and organizer, stresses that the book is also nice to see. Then Alex, my publisher tells me things that is nice to hear. About friendship, gratitude, grateful there when there's only one and that's me.
Then it's up to me. I say from where the novel was born, how do these characters and the story not fixed. I say that I received the gift. And they all look and listen. I hear of an old priest who is the protagonist. Now the expected demand: why a priest? Why a perpetual? And I'll explain.
The question most beautiful, but in this novel with two old protagonists, there is a love story, right? And only those who read it could ask this question. Certainly, there is love, but not what you'd expect, there is a love that is greater respect, dedication, love for the fate of the other.
Then we talk about poetry. There is no link between my poetry and the novel? And how can that be different? I just write, poetry and fiction intertwine. Read this page 67. Federica reads the prologue and I get a thrill to hear my words read well. At the end
dedications are to be done as usual, but I do it for the first time and it is incredible. There is also my friend Federica (yes, it is the evening of Federico and Federico ... in abundance) that moved me carrying the mother-in-law (a kind and caring lady) and her husband.
short hour full of true emotions, hard to tell. So we think that Julie takes the photos and offer them to you. The meeting with the author is finished with a glass of prosecco. The author acknowledges.
