I left a little to settle the emotions of the evening presentation of my novel in my city, my people, my friends and even those who do not know me.
Why I wrote only sentences of enthusiasm and instead want to tell you, for those who could not be there and maybe he wanted, or simply for those who are curious to try what can someone like me during such an event.
The rules of the websites and blogs in particular say they are short, and then divide things.
start with the wait.
My friend Paul with me toward the room where everything takes place. Arrive early and am already Alexandra, Sandra, and Catherine, that my publishers. People who moved into first person for me, asking for the room by contacting the City for sponsoring, organizing leaflets and all communications (including information on the Gazzettino ...). In short, I just arrived and already I feel grateful.
I remembered the room as smaller than it actually is. I think now that will not fill, but in the end is not really a thought that touches me so much. Certainly it is the room where the right to do such a thing. The place that I always thought when I imagined the presentation of my first novel. A beautiful chapel of the Philippine Fathers, wooden walls and a beautiful crucifix on dark red background behind the speakers' table. The colors of my cover and an early metaphor of the title.
will be waiting outside the door of a friend that I could hardly recognize Cremona in the dark (I thought it was a journalist ...). Daniel came to Cremona on purpose. And there already my emotion undergoes a low blow. A friend from Cremona part for me is all the way to leave home to wife and children to come and hear me talk about my book. It is a great thing? For me it would be enough too, the evening was already a sense, but the surprises do not end. The room is still empty and I'm already happy.
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