Ale, I’m baffled, wordless. I am tempted to ask you to take a picture – I don’t want to sound paranoid, but are you sure she’s Erika? Maybe… Read more “Letter #19 (or, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind)”
Dario. It did happen. It was bound to happen. Like clouds that gather at the margins of the sky announcing rain. The ineluctable ticking of a clock,… Read more “Letter #18 (or, Eat Pray Love)”
I’m happy to have convinced the great Biroski to draw the covers of my upcoming titles. His style is minimalistic and playful and incredibly deep. I love it. Oh yeah.
Ale, that is what life does, isn’t it? It pushes back to the everyday things, to the cyclical unroll of day after day. And solace can be… Read more “Letter #17 (or, The smell of promise)”
Dear Dario, You’re right. After reading your words I was indeed pushed back to my everyday life. Wake up, coffee, work, maybe go out for a movie,… Read more “Letter #16 (or, Inherent Vice)”