If you have landed here on this page by chance, maybe because you were slightly intrigued by the picture of a funny face peeping behind a heap of books, I rely on your understanding and I trust you’ll forgive what might definitely sound like a self-promotion.
I tend to be always too wordy, maybe because I like the good use one can make of words, when they are threaded one after the other in a possible elegant order, like coloured pearls which compose a beautiful necklace.
Being aware of this flaw of mine, I come directly to the point, without roaming about that much.
I have written a novel. It has been a very enjoyable experience for me. I have not any expectation, any presumption either. I’m amused by my own boldness, since I have written my novel directly in English, which, as it’s obvious, is not my mother tongue.
The ancients said “Fortune favours the brave” I might paraphrase that saying my own way and declaring that “Fortune helps the brazenfaces”. Actually I was lucky enough to have the precious help of a very competent Irish editor, which has corrected my lame use of English idiom.
My novel is a kind of detective story, set in Ireland, which might be rather entertaining and I have tried to do my best to make the plot accurate and intriguing at once.
I have always repeated that I can read a book with genuine pleasure only if it’s a real book, a concrete object, made of real paper and I consider e-books like a kind of plague(I’m a troglodyte, don’t forget that).
I have a lot of faults, but at least I’m relatively consistent in my statements; so I’m not trying to find any reading public, offering my modest novel in e-book format. By the way, my book is not supposed to be on sale, who would buy it? Nobody, it’s obvious.
I wrote it for my own amusement and to fulfil a kind of challenge. But a book must be concrete, it must be made of paper, have a cover and be a material object, you know what I mean.
My book exists and it's made of real paper. I’ll be very glad to offer a copy of it for free (of course) to some people who will ask me for that, sending me an email to
Marisa.photography@gmail.com
with their postal address.
You see the advantage of a concrete book is that if you don’t like it , you can always use it to block a door or a window, to put it under the leg of a rickety chair or to use it to smash disturbing mosquitoes in summer nights; try to do the same with an e-book, if you can!
So, if the idea amuses you, send me an email and for sure I’ll send a copy of my book to the first people who ask for it.