Dare to Read

March 19, 2012

Where Ideas Come From – 7

From Bécquer Eternal by Carmen Ferreiro-Esteban

 

Outside the window, coming down Main, a blue BMW convertible waited at the light. As I watched, the roof rolled back and the sun poured inside the car, on the black hair and pale skin of the man who claimed to be Becquer. I held my breath, afraid that he would burst into flames. Across the distance, Becquer smiled and, in my head, I heard his laughter, a clear sound of childish joy. Before I could react, the light turned green and,with a slight movement of his hand, he shifted gears, and, disappeared in a blur of blue.

 

Bécquer Eterno
Un descapotable azul parado frente al semáforo me llamó la atención. Mientras lo miraba, el techo del mismo se abrió y el sol entró a raudales dentro del coche, bañando con su luz el pelo oscuro y la piel pálida del hombre que decía ser Bécquer. Contuve mi respiración, temiendo quizás que fuera a estallar en llamas. Bécquer miró en mi dirección y en mi mente escuché su risa, una risa clara de alegría infantil. Antes de que pudiese reaccionar, el semáforo se puso verde y, con un ligero movimiento de la mano, Bécquer cambió de marcha, y desapareció en un relámpago azul.

March 12, 2012

Where Ideas Come From – 6

 

From THE KING IN THE STONE

 

“…the ancient people of these mountains believed time was a spiral turning continuously onto itself.”

As Doña Irene spoke, her fingers traced the intertwined spirals carved in the silver medallion dangling from her neck.

“Occasionally, the walls between different times grow thin, and the past, the present, the future, they all become one.

“These are dangerous times, because when this happens, the very course of history can be altered.”

November 2, 2011

“Gazing into his eyes I feel as if I’m slowly drinking his blood.” Federico García Lorca

 

 

I have found the perfect quote for my adult paranormal Becquer Eternal in Federico Garcia Lorca’s play The House of Bernarda Alba. Which is totally fitting giving that Lorca is one of the main characters in the novel, and Both Becquer and Lorca are immortal.

The line is, “Gazing into his eyes I feel as if I’m slowly drinking his blood.”

 

October 27, 2011

The Truth About Fiction

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“The truth, the real truth, isn’t told in news reports, but in fiction.” Martin Fletcher, journalist.

October 24, 2011

One More Rejection

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by Carmen Ferreiro-Esteban

 

 

Another rejection has come my way.

It should get easier each time, but somehow it doesn’t. So I was glad to find this quote from the French writer André Maurois in the wonderful blog of Cheryl Klein, senior editor at Arthur A. Levine Books. (http://www.cherylklein.com/id6.html)

“In literature, as in love, we are astonished at what is chosen by others.” — André Maurois

Or not chosen, I may add.

Maybe next time I’ll have better news.

Fingers crossed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

October 12, 2011

‘Every beginning is a consequence’

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‘Every beginning is a consequence ~ every beginning ends some thing.’

~ Paul Valery

 

 

That explains why it’s for me so difficult to decide where to start a story.

 

October 9, 2011

Quote from Federico Garcia-Lorca

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“theatre is poetry that rises from the book and becomes human enough to talk and shout, weep and despair.”

Federico Garcia Lorca.

May 7, 2011

Tips on Writing – Plot

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by Carmen Ferreiro-Esteban

“This happens and this happens and this happens” is not a plot. It is a string of unconnected incidents, even if they do happen to the same person. But when you have this happen because that happened, you have plot.

Lee Wyndham’s Writing for Children and Teenagers.

April 13, 2011

Quote of the Day

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When I read Lorca I wonder if there are poets, and then there are people who write poetry, and I feel so humble and dumbstruck reading him that I force myself – and most other writers of poetry – into that second group.

Woolgathering writes at http://woolgathering.tumblr.com/post/4544714150/federico-garcia-lorca-barrio-de-cordoba

 

TÓPICO NOCTURNO

En la casa se defienden
de las estrellas.
La noche se derrumba.
Dentro, hay una niña muerta
con una rosa encarnada
oculta en la cabellera.
Seis ruiseñores la lloran
en la reja.

Las gentes van suspirando
con las guitarras abiertas.

* * *

NOCTURNE THEME

In the house they defend
against the stars.
The night tumbles down.
Inside is a dead little girl
with a flesh-colored rose
hidden in her hair.
Six nightingales weep for her
from the bars of the window.

The folks are sighing
with their guitars open.

* * *

Federico García Lorca

from Poema del Cante Jondo – Poem of the Deep Song,

Quote of the Day

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“Between melting and freezing / the soul’s sap quivers.” T.S. Eliot