“The snow does not care…”

In Rome it does not happen often, and in those rare occasions when it falls, unfortunately it is a big problem because the city gets paralyzed.

But when it happens it is an extraordinary sight, an example of how nature is amazing.

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tumblr_n8opg8pmkr1t19jpho1_500Winter is a strange seasonwhich lasts exactly like all the others but it seems longer, it might be for the cold, because we mount up so many commitments, because the days are shorter and you are likely to leave the house when it’s dark and returning after dark.

The sky is dark, blue-grey, the streets are busy, parks are empty if we not count some unfortunate person who has no other place to go.

But there is a moment when everything disappears, everything seems muffled and beautiful, almost magical: when it snows.

tumblr_nxk7a30sjs1u5121zo1_500In Rome it does not happen often, and in those rare occasions when it falls, unfortunately it is a big problem because the city gets paralyzed.

But when it happens it is an extraordinary sight, an example of how nature is amazing.

In meteorology the snow is a configuration of atmospheric precipitation in the form of crystalline water…

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“Braggot, Rain and Magic”

I would love writing a huge, fabulous, musical about Avalon. As big as Broadway production, but for now, I need to stay grounded and withmy eyes on the books.
The version of Marion Zimmer Bradley, “The Mists of Avalon”, is, at the moment, the one I prefer, because it revises the legends of the Arthurian Cycle from a womanly point of view.

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The first Fall’s rain after the Summer is like a shattered mirror, reflecting every little emotion, from the relief of the first fresh air to melancholy for the sunny days we leave behind. From the horror of the shrinking hours, to the comfort of a season full of prospects.

It is the season of grapes, pumpkins, and more intense colours.

And good books.

Actually, every season is right for good books, but you will agree with me that the rain and the first breezy is the ideal type of weather for a genre in particular: fantasy, with its magical atmospheres, supernatural beings, overwhelming mysteries.

Fantasy is the broader and more variegated literary genre, I guess, there are so many sub-categories to spin your head, but there are some hotspots that you can not neglect: the hero, the villain (very often one confused with the other), and magic!

There are so…

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“Better the Devil (in a Prada dress) you know”

As I am not the classic girl who goes into raptures at the prospect of an afternoon of shopping , in fact, more than once I pretended being influenced to avoid them , I must admit that reading this book made me want to dress better, cure details, manicure , buy jewellery , hats , handbags, shoes … ah shoes …… ..

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Yes, once again, I find myself talking about a book that roughly certainly most of you will have seen in the movie version ! And once again I invite you to follow the advice to go back to the source and read the Lauren Weisberger novel[1]; because , despite a stellar cast that…

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Classics: “The Count of Monte Cristo”

It’s time to read it again

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“Moral wounds have this peculiarity – they may be hidden, but they never heal; always painful, always ready to bleed when touched, they remain fresh and open in the heart.”[1]

tumblr_mvsihbgmoa1rsbzcro9_500I kept this classic waiting for three years . There in the bookstores , sometimes I approached it , I thumbed through , I read a few sentences and put it back . I was not ready , it wasn’t the right time .
As I said , a book , a great classic in particular , requires proper attention , the urgent desire by the reader to jump in its pages and not the need to say ” I read it , I was clever .”
It is not a competition to see who is smarter , there are no prizes for those who pretend to be intellectualist. A good book, like a fine wine , should be…

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“A Bouquet full of Emotions”

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“Your behavior is a choice; it isn’t who you are
[1].” 

The turn of the seasons brings us back toSpringin its full glory of life and rebirth after the long, cold winter . The skirts are getting shorter ( well, they are if you had  to go to the beautician! ) , fashions change , it comes the inundation of ceremonies that increase all in the same short period in which it is assumed there is enough sun to enjoy it but not too much to curse the celebrated … and theflowers bloom .
Being allergic to pollen and associated I always made sure that on special occasions instead of flowers people send me chocolates , books or other types of gifts . But on the rare circumstances that I received the floral tributes I have always had the curiosity to go to discover the…

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“Ricciardi: Hunger and Love”

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<< Hate is still an emotion deeply coloured, not as affection , which is painted with watercolors. >>[1]

largeLuigi Alfredo Ricciardi, son of Baron Ricciardi Malomonte and Mrs. Marta , was born in 1900 in a small town of Cilento . Both parents died when he was a baby and he was raised by the loving nanny Rosa , relying financially on the family fund profits .
He opts for Law at the University, after which he enters the police command centre in Napoli . Become one of the youngest inspector , he lives in Via Santa Teresa where he continues to be cared by Rosa .
Since Luigi was a child he realised to be different , in fact, he had visions. He sees and hears the final seconds in the lives of victims of violent deaths. It is both a gift and a curse. It has…

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Classics: “Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland”

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“It’s no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then.” [1]

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<< This book speaks with me ! >>
How many times have we thought that, in front of a novel? A story that really seems to get closer to our daily life , or that for some mysterious reason awakens an emotion , a memory, a smell …
Perhaps the truly biggest benefit of the ” classics ” is to always bring back this wonderful feeling of belonging , of truth . Even if the stories may be distant in time and space , they can remain ever present without delay and find that reader that will exclaim << This book speaks with me ! >> . WITH me, not TO me . There is a difference .
It happens to me every time I read “Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland. ”

gif-of-alice-falling-through-the-looking-glass-gifI really…

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“Wind, Violin And Spices”

Still my favourite

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graphic by: Gioia

<<Every book, every volume you see here, has a soul. The soul of the person who wrote it and of those who read it and lived and dreamed with it. Every time a book changes hands, every time someone runs his eyes down its pages, its spirit grows and strengthens.>>[1]

 

The wind howls it creeps under the porticos, raises her skirts, ruffles the hair, creates vortices in the meadows, taking with it yellow, red and brown leaves; it drives the clouds and thickens the seas. Then suddenly it stops and it comes the rain, slow, bored, it fills the spaces with its smell of Autumn by sliding the drops on the windows, getting the objects dirty  and washing away the sins.

fall-leaves-autumn-gif-1In this atmosphere, you have to find the nearest library, one of those with the smell of old books that you can already feel…

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“If on a Summer’s morning ‘He & She’…”

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giphy10<<It will be Summer — eventually.
Ladies — with parasols —
Sauntering Gentlemen — with Canes —
And little Girls — with Dolls —
Will tint the pallid landscape —
As ‘twere a bright Bouquet —
Thro’ drifted deep, in Parian —
The Village lies — today —
The Lilacs — bending many a year —
Will sway with purple load —
The Bees — will not despise the tune —
Their Forefathers — have hummed —
The Wild Rose — redden in the Bog —
The Aster — on the Hill
Her everlasting fashion — set —
And Covenant Gentians — frill —
Till Summer folds her miracle —
As Women — do — their Gown —
Of Priests — adjust the Symbols —
When Sacrament — is done >>
– Emily Dickinson –

Apparently, from accurate market research , inSummer the readers multiply compared to all…

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“Haru And Cherry Blossoms”

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Hanami (lit. “flower viewing”) is the Japanese traditional habit of enjoying the transient beauty of flowers, flowers (“hana”) in this case almost always referring to those of the cherry (“sakura”) or, less frequently, plum (“ume”) trees. From the end of March to early May, sakura bloom all over Japan, and around the first of February on the island of Okinawa. [1]

Have you ever attended theflowering of the cherry trees?

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And a “pollen waterfall” that runs direct into my respiratory system is not exactly the romantic image that you would expect when you think of the cherry trees in bloom .
If you are…

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