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Reseña de ‘Bloody House: La morada del mal’ de Javier Haro Herráiz. Una historia de miedo…miedo

Hola a todos:

Como sabéis intento compartir las reseñas de los libros que he leído con vosotros y últimamente, he estado intentando ponerme al día (aunque la verdad es que ni siquiera viviendo hasta que llegue a centenaria lo conseguiré, pero bueno) así que aprovecho para traeros la reseña de uno de los amigos escritores que visitan el blog con sus novedades asiduamente. De repente me apeteció leer una novela de terror (como las películas me gustan mucho) y recordé que le tenía echado el ojo a Bloody House.

Éste no es el primer libro que leo de Javier Haro Herráiz. Y tampoco es la primera novela de terror que leo. Tanto el escritor como el género me gustan mucho.

Bloody House pertenece a un subgénero de novelas de terror, las de la casa embrujada o poseída. He de reconocer que he visto más películas sobre el tema que he leído novelas, aunque algunas obras maestras como The Shining (El Resplandor) de Stephen King sí que las he leído (naturalmente The Shining es algo más complicada que la novela típica del género, pero ya sabéis a lo que me refiero).

Como el autor acostumbra, la novela está centrada alrededor de las acciones y los diálogos de los personajes, lo que nos permite crear las situaciones y visualizar la acción a nuestra manera, una gran ventaja si tenemos bastante imaginación, y algo muy recomendable en el género del terror. Nada real puede asustar tanto ni ser tan terrorífico como la propia imaginación. Aunque los personajes pasan por momentos difíciles, particularmente los representantes de la iglesia que intentan mantener la racionalidad antes unos eventos que se les van de las manos, no se dedica el libro a las grandes disquisiciones filosóficas ni a dar lecciones morales. Si hay algo particularmente cruel en la historia es que la familia víctima de la casa, y particularmente Alan, es un chico de lo más normal, y no se merece tal castigo. Cada uno puede pensar y buscar el porqué, pero eso es cuestión personal y lo que da más miedo. No es un suceso extraordinario que le pasa a alguien que no se parece en nada a nosotros. Le podría pasar a cualquiera. Porque sí. Nadie está a salvo.

Si queréis una novela de género, una lectura rápida, que os asuste, escrita con estilo directo y fácil de seguir, os la recomiendo. Y el final, es como a mí me gusta en las novelas (y las películas) de terror. De miedo.

Enlace:

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00BHZOWN8/

http://www.amazon.es/dp/B00BHZOWN8/

Gracias por leer, y si os ha gustado, ya sabéis, dadle al me gusta, comentad, compartid, y haced CLIC! Ah, y la semana que viene os traeré una muestra de mi futura novela! No os asustéis, esa no es de miedo (a menos de que os asusten los romances y los pasteles!)

Review of Sebastian (The Three Nations Trilogy, Book 2) by Christoph Fischer. A chronicle of turbulent times and memorable characters.

Hi all:

I’ve been trying to catch up on some reading, and although some of the review I’m writing are going to be published directly in BTS-e Magazine (I’ll share links to future numbers) I realised there were some books I’d reviewed recently I hadn’t had a chance to share with  you yet. Today I bring  you Sebastian.

Sebastian by Christoph Fischer

Sebastian is a long novel that chronicles a complex period of Austrian history by following the life of a Jewish family living and working in Vienna. The difficulties of the family (poor Sebastian loses a leg at the very beginning of the book and this will change his whole life, his mother, grandmother and grandfather have health problems, his father disappears in the Great War…) reflect the turbulent historical period that Europe lives in the early XX Century. Although the book is part of a trilogy I understand from the description that each book can be read independently and Sebastian is a stand-alone novel.

One of the beauties of the book is how it manages to paint a very vivid portrait of the Viennese society of the period, cosmopolitan, complex and with its great variety of nationalities, religions and unwritten rules. The novel shows us the wider historical events and how these affect a particular family. Thanks to the characters who come into contact with the family we can gain a wider perspective, as we get to see how people from Galicia felt, the difficult situation of Orthodox Jews from that area, how somebody who is known as a patriot today, might end up in the wrong side tomorrow through circumstances not always of their making. The shop at the centre of the book offers a great opportunity to understand the ins and outs of the public relations between the diverse groups, both from the point of view of the clients and also the staff.

Sebastian is the centre of that world, and he grows from a weak and cowardly young boy to a mature, well-adjusted and highly moral individual. We follow his education, his taking responsibility for the family business and the whole family, his romantic education, his fatherhood…The Viennese society of peace and war times are vividly depicted from a very personal point of view, filtered through the conscience of the characters, some of whom we might feel closer to than others, but who are all multi-dimensional and credible. We have proud mothers, psychoanalysis buffs, paranoid anti-Jewish women, mediums, spies…

I congratulate the author for his ability and talent in interweaving the many complex threads to create a wonderful patchwork of characters, lives and historical events that kept me engaged at both an intellectual and an emotional level. I’m sure this won’t be the last one of his books I read.

Sebastian. (The Three Nations Trilogy. Book 2)

http://www.amazon.com/Sebastian-Three-Nations-Trilogy-Book-ebook/dp/B00CLL1UY6/

And here the author’s page in Amazon, just in case you want to check the rest of his books:

http://www.amazon.com/Christoph-Fischer/e/B00CLO9VMQ/

Thanks for reading, and if you’ve enjoyed it, like, share, comment, and of course, CLICK and READ! Oh, and next week, I’ll bring you a sample of my WIP! Be scared! (No, not horror… unless you’re scared of romance and cakes)

‘Amanda’ y ‘¿Quién era Brian White? de Blanca Miosi. Novedades literarias para no perdérselas.

Hola amigos. Hoy es viernes y toca novedad literaria.

No hace falta que os cuente quién es Blanca Miosi. Una gran escritora. Y además una trabajadora incansable, siempre ayudando a sus colegas escritores y publicando nuevas novelas. Hoy os traigo sus dos más recientes, una novela corta y su última novela. A ver qué os parecen.

Amanda

La eterna búsqueda de la felicidad parece ser el estigma del ser humano. Algunos no la buscan, simplemente ella los encuentra. Pero el precio a pagar por los deseos no siempre es el que el hombre considera justo, de todas formas, ¿alguien sabe cuánto cuesta la felicidad?

Amanda es una mujer que posee un talismán… y sabe cómo utilizarlo.

http://www.amazon.com/AMANDA-Spanish-Blanca-Miosi-ebook/dp/B00FSZDHTI/

http://www.amazon.es/AMANDA-Spanish-Blanca-Miosi-ebook/dp/B00FSZDHTI/

Una reseña como muestra (también las hay que piden una segunda parte)

Cautivadora, realista e emocionante novela.


By
Mario A. Bueno -



La autora plasma de forma impecable, la fuerza de la pareja ante un mundo lleno precisamente de falta de las mismas; como una unión armónica entre un hombre y una mujer adecuada pueden generarles, felicidad, placer, bienestar y sobre todo amor. Recomiendo ampliamente este escrito a todas aquellas parejas, que inician una vida juntos y les invito a que descubran ambos su talismán, pudiera asegurar que en cada mujer existe uno en potencia, sólo dependerá de ustedes en qué tipo desean convertirlo… Vale la pena leer este escrito.

¿Quién era Brian White? de Blanca Miosi

Brian, un niño que fue adoptado por los White, lleva tras de sí un misterio que se remonta a su concepción y nacimiento y lo acompañará en el transcurso de la novela. Blanca miosi rompe sus esquemas y se adentra en el tenebroso mundo interior que cada uno de nosotros lleva consigo. ¿Acaso sabemos con exactitud quiénes somos?

http://www.amazon.com/%C2%BFQui%C3%A9n-era-Brian-White-Spanish-ebook/dp/B00LPY5UHS/

http://www.amazon.es/%C2%BFQui%C3%A9n-era-Brian-White-Spanish-ebook/dp/B00LPY5UHS/

Os dejo también un comentario por si os queda alguna duda:

Una fábula de iniciación August 9, 2014
De Marlene Moleon

Podría afirmarse que “¿Quién es Brian White?” es una novela de autorrealización. Podría afirmarse que “¿Quién es Brian White?” es una novela de amor con telones de misticismo.

Más que una novela, “¿Quién es Brian White?” es una fábula iluminadora, un viaje a las voces profundas del corazón y a los senderos de la salvación. Considerando estos elementos, también puede definirse como una historia de iniciación.

Es un carrusel de ideas “New Age” con un sentido ético en vez de religioso: curar almas enfermas. Desde el punto de vista literario es un estilo sencillo con el uso apropiado de los diálogos para las disquisiciones filosóficas.

Si queremos un término de referencia, pensemos en “El alquimista” de Paulo Coehlo, “Juan Salvador Gaviota” de R. Bach o “Siddharta” de Hermann Hesse.

Gracias a Blanca por traernos sus nuevas obras, gracias a vosotros por leer, y ya sabéis, dadle al me gusta, comentad, compartid,  y haced CLIC!

 

Guest Author: Lord David Prosser and his chronicles.

Hi all:

As you know Fridays are guest author days and recently I have been bringing you the work of some bloggers I’m very fond of but who’ve never come as authors to share their books here yet, and today I have a treat. A “real” Lord. Lord David Prosser.

Lord David Prosser

David Prosser was born in 1951 and worked for many years as a Local Government Officer before taking early retirement due to health problems.

Finding it difficult to talk to people as a result of the illness he found himself in the situation of being housebound most of the time.In an effort to prove to himself he still had a value he started The Buthidars which is an all denomination, all colour,all creed group determined to better the world by Hugging.There is a site dedicated to this that welcomes all people who feel the World is better by forgetting our differences whilst celebrating the individuality of all peoples.

The next step was to remind the world of Edwardian style and beg the designers to recreate it in exchange for clothing that displays too much of next weeks washing. Let’s dress with some dignity !

Often heard are the words, life begins at 40. David is trying to show that life can get a kick-start at 60 too. He chose this age to sit and write his first novel, My Basetshire Diary, a fictional look at the life of the gentry.

Book 2 which is also in diary form is a prequel telling of the days between gaining his title and now, when he performed the duties of an unofficial envoy to Her Majesty.There are times when confronted by women when it’s not sure if his stiff upper lip is enough to help him get by. !

The third book, More Barsetshire Diary is a continuation of the first book. Lord David was volunteered to help the Dreaded Edna achieve an ambition. In this book he starts the job of making her more popular when Lady J volunteers his services to help Diana The Dowager Duchess of Cheam raise enough money to save her childhood home. Maybe he can do it with the help of the Toastie Tenors and the mysterious Eileen Dover.

Here his blog:

http://barsetshirediaries.wordpress.com/

My Barsetshire Diary

 

My Barsetshire Diary

A fictitious look at Lord David’s day as a member of the Gentry living in a small village. Come and meet the villagers like Mellors the gardener with a past and Grizelda the housekeeper. Join us at the village fete where Edna is determined to win the jam making competition at any price. See how the formidable Lady J intends to knock Lord David into shape.

Is the famous stiff upper lip his only protection? Is anyone really this naive? The answer is a resounding YES !

http://www.amazon.com/My-Barsetshire-Diary-Diaries-Book-ebook/dp/B0054JI824/

The Queen’s Envoy

The Queen’s Envoy

The preview to My Barsetshire Diary in which David inherits his title and retires from work only to be asked to take on a job that his late cousin did, as an unofficial envoy to HMG. Lord David is a fish out of water travelling the world trying to solve his Government’s embarrassing little problems. With him attracting the attention of so many females, and making so many new enemies can he return to the formidable Lady J in one piece?

http://www.amazon.com/Queens-Envoy-Barsetshire-Diaries-Book-ebook/dp/B0054GP52S/

 

More Barsetshire Diary

More Barsetshire Diary

The continuing saga of a member of the gentry. Lord David Prosser has to help the dreaded Edna in her campaign to become a Councillor as well as help raise funds for Diana the Dowager Duchess of Cheam to restore her beloved first home. All this while coping with life in the village, Oscar and Lady J.

http://www.amazon.com/More-Barsetshire-Diary-Diaries-Book-ebook/dp/B006UWEP3A/

Memoirs of a superior

Memoirs of a superior

David Prosser, Lord of Bouldnor was selected as Ghost Writer of this book because of his intimate knowledge of the subject who dictated the stories as well as dictating David’s sleeping patterns. Oscar is a Superior among Superiors and feels his stories should be told for the betterment of all cat-kind. It can be used as a training manual as well as providing entertainment. Longlegs (Humans) may well find some value in knowing how to behave with Superiors in future. David is the author of the Barsetshire Diaries in which Oscar naturally plays a starring role. The books are. My Barsetshire Diary The Queen’s Envoy More Barsetshire Diary.

http://www.amazon.com/Memoirs-Superior-Lord-David-Prosser/dp/1291523979/

Tall Animal Tales for Toddlers & Up

Tall Animal Tales for Toddlers & Up

A book of slightly anarchic poems for toddlers, gigglers and up!

http://www.amazon.com/Tall-Animal-Tales-Toddlers-amp/dp/1291756825/

Thanks so much to Lord David for his sense of humour and sharing his wonderful life and wit with us, thank you so much for reading, and please, like, share, comment and of course CLICK!

Por poco!

Hola a todos:

Como ya sabréis si leísteis mi post de la semana pasada, por desgracia mi verano sufrió un serio cambio de planes. Mis padres viven en Barcelona y tienen la suerte (?) de llevar bastante tiempo sufriendo una mejora/reforma, delante de su edificio. Nunca ha sido el sitio más tranquilo del mundo, ya que pasan los trenes, el metro (en superficie a esa altura), y el Cinturón de Ronda (aunque con los años la mayoría de estos han acabado cubiertos).

Las obras no son la Sagrada Familia pero a veces lo parecen. Aunque desde luego, hace unas semanas debió haber intervención divina, porque un camión cayó desde la parte de arriba (carretera aún no abierta por encima de la línea del tren) a donde estaban trabajando, y no hubieron heridos.

Os dejo unas fotos:

 

 

 

Gracias a todos por leer, tened mucho cuidadito, y ya sabéis, si os ha gustado, comentad, compartid, y dadle al me gusta! Y cruzad los dedos, o tocad madera por que las obras se acaben (pronto) sin más incidencia!

So close!

Hi all:

If you’ve read my recent posts you will know that my summer didn’t go exactly according to plan and I’ve ended up spending some time at my parents. They have had the luck (?) of having some improvement works going on in front of their apartment. To be honest it’s never been a quiet place, with the train and underground (at that point overground) passing by in front of their window and a big road (the Cinturón de Ronda, a circular road going to the outskirts and the beach) under, but over the years most of these were covered.

This works seem to be taking forever, and although not quite as long as the Sagrada Familia, sometimes they feel like it. I’m not sure if it was divine intervention, but a few weeks ago, a lorry fell from the upper level (on top of the railway line, a road not open yet, only used for the building works so far) onto the works, and nobody was hurt. I leave you some pictures:

 

 

Thanks for reading and you know what to do, share, like, comment and be very, very careful! And cross your fingers the works are completed without any more incidents!

Novedad Literaria. ‘Bobo’ de Antonio Lagares. Asesinos, perros y la pena de muerte

Hola a todos. Como suelo los viernes toca novedad literaria. Antonio Lagares después de su gran éxito La Rastreadora nos trae una novela que aunque no lleva mucho tiempo publicada está gustando una barbaridad. Por si no la conocéis todavía, aquí os la traigo.

Bobo de Antonio Lagares

Bobo

 

Del autor del best seller «La Rastreadora» Premio Pandemia 2013 y del libro de relatos «Obsesión» 6º edición.

 

1 euro PRECIO ESPECIAL, CONCURSO LITERARIO KDP AMAZON – EL MUNDO

«LA NOVELA MÁS CONMOVEDORA QUE HE LEÍDO EN EL 2014» Marlene Morleon

«¡Es un libro increíblemente adictivo!» Elena

«Deliciosa, sencillamente» La isla de las mil palabras

«Maravilloso e impredecible» Svetlana

Estos son algunos de los calificativos que le otorgan sus lectores, porque se trata de una novela para recordad siempre, una historia de amor llevada hasta el final con todas sus consecuencias.

 

Un periodista es asignado a cubrir la ejecución de un condenado a muerte. La tarea se convierte en un reto pues su trabajo incluye una entrevista, para cubrir el testimonio del último día de vida de un cautivo. El reportero terminó reuniendo material suficiente para un libro. No fue hasta diez años más tarde que recrea en su memoria el tiempo que pasó con ese hombre. Aquel que prefería ser llamado con el nombre de «Bobo», quien nunca se arrepintió de sus actos y vivió convencido de que hizo lo correcto.

La historia de Bobo comienza a pulsar en la mente del periodista hasta que la transforma en una novela. La vida de un asesino con una memoria prodigiosa, una cultura incoherente con su condición y su nombre. Un individuo sin pudor, sin culpa, aferrando a la firme convicción de que actuó correctamente.

Su texto recorre los recovecos de la vida de Bobo. Su infancia, sus relaciones personales y familiares, la terrible historia de su hermano y apoyo, los conflictos entre sus padres, la relación con el pilar de su vida que fue su perro de agua. El destino de Bobo está escrito. El juicio y la reflexión final serán, como siempre, a discreción del lector.

Ana Saavedra

http://www.amazon.es/dp/B00L8I9NTM/

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00L8I9NTM/

Gracias a Antonio Lagares for su visita, a vosotros por leer,  y si os ha interesado, ya sabéis, dadle al me gusta, comentad, compartid y haced CLIC!

L.W. Smith. Military, prisons, death, mediums, Australia, photography…

Hi all:

As I told you last week I’ve decided to dedicate a few posts to share the works of other authors bloggers whose blogs I have already recommended but I’ve realised I haven’t yet talked to you about his books. And no time like now.

Today I bring you an Australian blogger who fascinates me for his versatility, and the great variety of topics he covers in his blog. If you haven’t checked Laurie Smith, I advise you to do it as soon as you can. And here he is!

L. W. Smith

L. W. Smith

Writing gritty, adult crime based novels seemed like a natural extension to Laurie Smith’s working life. Retired now after a life of working in the military, prisons, police and security he believes that he has something to write about and says, ‘You can’t be immersed in prison life, then work the streets as a copper without picking up the feel of crime and criminals. These experiences transfer easily to my books, set mainly in Queensland they add a local flavour not found in most novels of this genre.’

Laurie arrived in Australia as a boy from England in 1961 and lived in Sydney for a while before moving to Queensland. After joining the army he was stationed back in Sydney for two years before going to Vietnam. He felt drawn to Kings Cross, Sydney’s notorious red light district. This is where his first novel, Mountain of Death was born. He writes the Death series as L W Smith.

Retired now he fills his time when not writing another novel in his Death series, with photography, blogging and travel. He lives with his wife Lorelle on their rural hideaway in south-east Queensland.

Here his unmissable blog:

http://laurie27wsmith.wordpress.com/

And now his books!

Mountain of Death

Mountain of Death

Ten years on the inside can change a man. It changed Jack Hardy, it made him meaner. He knew his first step outside the gates would be the hardest, what he didn’t count on was coming up against someone from his past who brings mean to a whole new level. Everybody enjoys a big payday, none more than Hardy. They called him Hardman in Sydney’s Kings Cross and not just for his disposition. You have to start somewhere and he cut his teeth as a strip club bouncer and thief. A chance encounter brings Eddie Barnes, a Melbourne jockey on the run, into his life and along with a U S serviceman on R&R from Vietnam they pull off an Army payroll. Success breeds confidence and going on the run isn’t part of the deal. Neither is falling in love. Jack’s journey will take you on the road, along the way it’s a mixed bag of sex, violence, pain, loss and death culminating in an orgy of destruction on the Mountain of Death.

From the first page you’ll be drawn into Jack’s world. Stand next to him in his cell as he mulls over his failures and triumphs. There are the women he’s used and those that have used him for their own ends. Feel the excitement mount as he nears the end of ten long years inside where every waking moment could have been his last. Now all he wants is the woman he loves and his three million dollars. All good reasons to be happy, yet he knows that the minute he walks out of the front gate he’ll be the target for anyone with the guts to take him on. He’s left a trail behind him of those who have tried and failed. His journey will take you down dark alleys where you’ll feel knuckles striking flesh, into prison remand yards where a kick in the balls is the least of your worries. You’ll find yourself in dingy strip clubs and grubby flats, tasting the sweet delights of willing female flesh, and good scotch whiskey. Or in the middle of a shootout where bullets don’t discriminate, they kill. This is not a book for the weak of heart, so I suggest you bring along a supply of arnica cream for the bruises and a couple of shots of penicillin – you may need both.

http://www.amazon.com/Mountain-Death-Book-1-ebook/dp/B007N66TRM/

Valley of Death

Valley of Death

Drug addicted, abused and homeless, no one seems to care what happens to street kids in Fortitude Valley. When an underage girl is found dead from an apparent heroin overdose Detective Annie Leeson puts her reputation, career and life on the line to find answers.

So what do you do when your worst nightmares become a living reality? When people from your past aren’t who you think they are. Who can you trust? More importantly, who are you?

Constable Annie Leeson is hard, smart and sexy. A young woman who lives her life with lusty abandon and if she can’t talk her way out of trouble, she’ll fight. She has a good job, relationships and wealth and can handle most things the police force throws at her. It’s difficult enough being a woman and bi sexual in the job. So if you don’t want her in your face then don’t gossip about her adopted dad, Homicide Detective Johnny Leeson. The mail van robbery and his sudden retirement posed more questions than answers. The only downside to life is her dreams and they bring with them more questions than answers. Why do they terrify her? Who are the people in them, and where is her real father?

Fortitude Valley is an inner Brisbane riverside suburb steeped in crime, sex and violence a magnet for the good time crowd. It also attracts the homeless, mentally ill and runaways who fall prey to predators of all ages. Drug dealers ply their trade in the clubs and back alleys and the innocents don’t stay that way for long. Street kids and drug users are not high on society’s list of endangered species. They are seen as a blight, a nuisance something to be ignored. Annie can’t ignore them and when a girl is found dead of an apparent heroin overdose, it brings up frightening connections to her own life. The questions pile up and so do the bodies. She becomes caught up in a perverted web of child abuse, pornography and murder, run by men whose only aims are lust and profit. Who can you trust when those in positions of power do nothing?

Rod and Grace Davis, friends of Detective Johnny Leeson when he was alive, are her only link to the past and she turns to them for help. Lives and reputations are destroyed and she discovers that there is more to love than raw sex. No one she cares about is safe, and driven by her dark past she treads a path that leads only one way – downhill.

http://www.amazon.com/Valley-Death-Book-2-ebook/dp/B00A6QR8A8/

River of Death

River of Death

A young woman’s body is found hanging in an abandoned shipping container, at Pinkenba, near Fortitude Valley. This is Detective Senior Constable Simon Fynch’s first case and it’s nearly his last. DSC Annie Leeson, from Brisbane Homicide is assigned to the investigation. When the next body washes up on the shores of the Brisbane River, they find themselves on the hunt for a killer with a bent for the mythological and the bizarre. He has a preference for red haired, green eyed victims, and if they’re pregnant it’s a bonus. On a downward spiral he strives to find his perfect, pure woman and if she doesn’t exist, then he’ll make her. Refined, charming and sadistic he’ll keep killing until he reaches his goal.

If one killer isn’t enough another is on the run from Sydney’s Long Bay Jail and heading north to Queensland. He’s cold, brutal and someone from Detective Annie Leeson’s past. Annie may have hardened and matured since Valley of Death but her relationships are still in turmoil. Old friendships are reignited, new friends are made. Loved ones move on and new lovers fill the emptiness in her life, while she juggles work, relationships and motherhood. Her daughter, Susan is the cornerstone of her life and the centre of her frustration. A gifted child, she has a ‘special friend’ who keeps her company, much to the annoyance of her mother. Killers aren’t Annie’s only problem, her reputation is brought vividly into the spotlight again. Will it affect the investigation, more importantly will it put Susan’s life at risk?

River of Death will keep you reading as the breadth and scope of the killer’s reach unfolds. No one is safe from either killer as they are drawn together by a common bond. Understaffed and overworked the police at Fortitude Valley put everything into tracking down a monster, despite the toll wrought on them.

There are true horror stories out there and they aren’t about vampires and werewolves. We have made these creatures up, to hide the obvious fact that we are the monsters.

http://www.amazon.com/River-Death-L-W-Smith-ebook/dp/B00JAXRZYW/

Thanks so much to Laurie for always sharing the most wonderful content on his blog, thanks to you all for reading, and please, like, share, comment and of course CLICK!

Adiós, Hay.

Hola a todos:

“Si leéis esto” … Sí, como en una novela o una película si leéis esto … No, espero estar bien cuando lo leáis. Mi caso no es tan dramático como suele serlo en las películas y las novelas. Pero me voy a explicar …

Los que llevéis algún tiempo leyendo mi blog por un tiempo recordaréis que hace unos meses que dejé mi trabajo para explorar otras cosas, dedicarme más a la escritura, traducir la obra de otros escritores (si había demanda) y aprender sobre el negocio de las librerías. Después de mi primera visita a Hay-on-Wye (podéis leer más aquí) decidí que me encantaría pasar más tiempo allí. Me correspondí con Anne Brichto de Addyman Books y ella amablemente accedió a que yo aprendiera el negocio de la gestión día a día de una librería de segunda mano con ellos.

Fabuloso interior de Addyman Books

Empecé a trabajar (bueno, a aprender) en junio y ha sido genial. Tenía la esperanza de quedarme todo el verano, pero como todos vosotros debéis saber a estas alturas, las cosas no siempre salen según lo planeado y la vida toma sus propias decisiones sin preguntarle a nadie. El hombre (y la mujer) propone…y todo eso.

Yo en Addyman Annex. No veo sin gafas, esa es mi excusa por poner esa cara

Yo había planeado publicar una serie de blogs sobre mi experiencia en Hay, y aunque escribí un diario mientras estuve allí, confío en poder volver pronto y seguir adelante con ello, así que he decidido posponer la serie hasta que pueda volver a empezar en serio. Pero no quería irme sin despedirme. Como programo mis posts por adelantado, si estáis leyendo este mensaje quiere decir que el asunto que me alejó de Hay se está alargando y tardaré más de lo que me gustaría en volver. Así que para cuando leáis esto ya hará unas semanas que dejé Hay.

Lo más destacado …

Llegar a conocer un poco mejor Anne, Derek y todo el personal de Addyman Books. Gracias Anne por intentar impartirme sus conocimiento sobre el negocio (lo del perro viejo me viene a la mente), y los entresijos del arte de la catalogación y el mundo maravilloso de Amazon. Y también por la amistad y las sugerencias de lugares para visitar y cosas que hacer en Hay. Siento que no nos diera el tiempo para expandir más las actividades, pero espero que podamos continuar pronto. Gracias a Marion que tuvo la mala suerte de tenerme bajo supervisión en Addyman Annex la mayor parte del tiempo (Simon se libró porque estaba de vacaciones), y me impartió su sabiduría, no solo con respecto a los libros, sino también su conocimiento de Hay y de la vida en general. Yo recuerdo con especial cariño la noche en que fuimos a celebrar el cumpleaños de Marion en Hereford. “¡Oh what a night!” podría haberse escrito sobre esa noche. Molly,  siento no poder seguir hablando sobre tus aventuras, pero voy a intentar ponerme al día pronto …

Hay es un lugar maravilloso lleno de carácter y de caracteres. Me encanta el cine (Richard Booth no solo es el rey de Hay y tiene una hermosa librería / café, sino que también se ha diversificado en muchas direcciones… desde un estudio de yoga hasta una sala de cine), el castillo, el mercado …

 

Y me ha encantado pasar un tiempo en casa de Annie (¡hola Mike!) Y disfrutar de su jardín y sus frutos (frambuesas, guisantes, habas, judías … y más que estaban por madurar), las gallinas (que aunque ahora no se escapen han decidido esconder sus huevos y cada día es como una caza de huevos de Pascua), Flora (la gata) y Ivy (la perra). Hemos ido al teatro juntas, de compras, al cine, al bar de tapas (Tomatitos), hemos charlado sobre la vida, me han apoyado … Y Annie está decidida a que me mude a Hay, así que ya veremos …

Flora

Casi se me olvidaba de que nos fuimos al Micrófono Abierto en el Globe, pero os dejo una foto.

Annie and Mike en el Globe

Lamentablemente tuve que irme antes de que pudiera visitar la zona mejor, pero también incluyo algunas fotos al azar …

 

La catedral de Brecon

Vista desde el castillo de Abergavenny. Podéis ver a la gente haciendo paragliding? La verdad es que yo tampoco pero ese día si que los ví.

Y un poco del castillo también!

Y mi enlace con el post anterior sobre mi experiencia allí.

http://olganm.wordpress.com/2014/06/24/hay-on-wye-ahi-voy/

Gracias a todos en Hay, a vosotros por leer, y ya sabéis lo del me gusta, comentar, compartir…Y espero poder volver pronto y seguir con los posts…

Goodbye, Hay.

Hi all:

“If you read this”…Yes, like in a novel or a movie if you read this…No, hopefully I’ll be OK, though. My case is not quite as dramatic. But I’ll explain…

Those of you who’ve been reading my blog for a while will remember that a few months ago I left my job to explore other things, do more of my writing, take on the translation of other writers’ work (if there was any demand) and learn about books. After my initial visit to Hay-on-Wye (see more here) I thought I’d love to spend more time there. I corresponded with Anne Brichto from Addyman Books and she kindly agreed to have me learning the business of the day-to-day running of a second-hand bookshop.

Gorgeous interior of Addyman Books

I started working (mostly learning) in June and it’s been great. I had hoped to stay the whole summer, but as you all must know by now, things don’t always go according to plan and life has a way of doing its own thing. Best laid plans and all that.

I had planned to do a whole series on my experience at Hay, and although I’d been keeping a diary whilst I’d been there, I still hope to be able to go back soon and carry on, so I’m postponing the series until I can re-start in earnest. But I didn’t want to leave without saying goodbye. As I programme my posts in advance, if you’re reading this post that means that the matter that took me away is ongoing and it might take me a bit longer than I’d like to come back. So by the time you read this I won’t have been at Hay for a few weeks.

The highlights…

Me in Addyman Annex. I can’t see without glasses, that’s my excuse for the face

Getting to know a bit better Anne, Derek and the whole staff of Addyman Books. Thank to Anne for trying to teach me her insights into the business (old dog comes to mind) and the ins and outs of the art of cataloguing and Amazon world of wonders. And also for the friendship and the suggestions of places to go and things to do in Hay. I’m sorry we didn’t get to expand the activities more, but hope we’ll have time soon. Thanks to Marion who was unlucky enough to have me under her wing at Addyman Annex most of the time (Simon was lucky enough to be on holiday), and gave me her wisdom not only with regards to books, but also Hay and life in general. I’ll especially treasure the night out to celebrate Marion’s birthday in Hereford. “Oh what a night!” could have been written about it. Molly, I’m sorry I won’t hear more about your adventures but I’ll try and catch up soon…

Hay is a wonderful place full of character and characters. I love the cinema (Richard Booth is not only the King of Hay and has a beautiful bookshop/coffee shop but has diversified into many venues…from a Yoga studio to a cinema), the Castle, the market…

And I’ve loved spending some time at Annie’s house (hi Mike!) and enjoying her garden and its fruits (beautiful raspberries, peas, mange tout, beans…and more to come), the hens (that although now are not escaping they’ve decided to hide their eggs and every day is like an Easter egg hunt!), Flora (the cat) and Ivy (the dog). We’ve gone to the theatre together (not the god, cat and hens…), shopping, to the cinema, to the Tapas Bar, have chatted about life, have supported me…And Annie is quite determined that I should move to Hay, so we shall see…

Flora

I nearly forgot that we went to the Open Microphone at the Globe, but I leave you a picture.

Annie and Mike at the Globe

Unfortunately  I had to leave before I could visit the area better, but I also include some random pics…

 

Brecon’s cathedral

View from Abergavenny Castle. Can you see the people paragliding? Not sure I can either but they were there!

And a bit of the castle too!

And my link to the previous post on my experience there.

http://olganm.wordpress.com/2014/06/24/hay-on-wye-here-i-come/

Thanks to everybody in Hay-on-Wye, thanks to you all for reading, and you know about liking, sharing and all that….I hope to come back soon!