I must admit that I had prepared before talking a lot more than that then I said. Simply because the speaker, Pierre, had already said a lot and did not want to keep people there longer than an hour (I hate when things take longer than an hour ...). So I pruned my speech and I skeleton. I then give way to questions that I hoped copiose.Allor
I started to explain the origin of the novel, from where I was born the idea and why a priest of 70 years as a player, the era of the blog (!!!) and Facebook ... are things I have said in Venice, but this time add the story an episode told by a friend a few days before: his uncle is a priest 86 years of close co
unable to move and to live in almost absolute solitude. He became glued to the wall opposite the bed where he is constantly forced the images of his life, from beginning to end. And if watching all day, if held in front as if to see the fruit of what has been his life. This thing I was very impressed. A priest who has literally spent his entire life is now in isolation and remains what he has accomplished as a sign of someone who had accomplished. It seemed beside the point.
Then I told that to me is in the novel that is this strange reversal the usual things like love, pain, fatherhood, friendship and evil. Everything turned around. Everything that is not how one thinks, all at a different level, I would say the most profound and true. And then my friend Mario Frizziero law for me one of the most beautiful pages of the novel, page 67, where Don Luigi talks about his perpetual Elvira when - still young - is likely to fall in love. Then speaks of the love that is embraced in a greater love. I read the comm
eggs and hard to believe I had written those words.
Then I leave room for questions. The first of Valentina, on the license. Happy to answer even though I had already mentioned a response. On the night that everyone living there is always
the reverberation of a face that can give back a glimmer of hope that gives life. Simple. The novel, then, is how to be together quietly in a room that gets dark a little at a time, until total darkness. After a while, the darkness has won everything, then you see that reflection of a face just mentioned but it is enough to overcome the fear and lets wait for the full light. Then Roberto
asking if there is a reference in the prologue to the end and I "forced" to say something about the end, I did not want to talk. But now we dance and dance. Certainly in the prologue is already shed the final sacrifice.
But I will not say more.
then intervenes Alessandra Salvagno, the publisher and says that everyone there is just darkness and the possibility of seeing that face. Bello. Everyone can see that face and interprets it differently, but at the end of a face we all need. Perfect.
You get to
greetings and I thank you again everyone, absolutely everyone.
Then the signatures of the copies, even as councilor, the graphics that made the beautiful cover and people who do not even know.
Outside waiting for me and my best friends because my grandmother brought home the women who came there for me. Julia, my oldest daughter is there with me.
is ending a hug for me and things I wrote, just with friends and my daughter. It's all over in a hurry. But it remains that embrace. An evening that was to embrace my humanity. Thank you all.
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