confess that I sent an International Alfaguara Novel Prize and look forward to the result, I was adverse, because they won Graciela Montes and Ema Wolf, two Argentine writers, and philosophically told me that he had never been able to two women and less same. I was somewhat disappointed, but in the end I bought "The turn of type" and reading it gave me back my peace of mind: it is a great novel. It is a great novel, even more, is an allegory about the art of writing that illustrates very well the outlandish ideas that I share with the students in my Creative Writing Workshop (ramonrochamonroy.gmail.com).
Rustichello When the prisoner in a dungeon type of Genoa, received as a cellmate to Marco Polo, feel your head your panino, which he tries to sort neatly, has become scrambled in a chest whose lid will not close. The anecdotes that has the traveler are so dazzling that the scribe feel dizzy, "Now everything is confused. The pictures do not dance, hum, nor are alone, disturb others, fleeting. [...] The rule strives Pisan chaos out, put, order, but his effort falls apart. "
The authors take stock of this chaos, "Rustichello addition and mixing. Thunder and a hen, men, dogs, coins, eating meat with garlic sauce, charming, livers, throbbing, raw princess - what would the teacher like his wanderings? - and as if this were not enough: Tatars. So much for his head. The cabinet must not close or even sit on the top. "Magma mental living his head has become" a barely glimpsed mystery of fragments, lint, threads of steam releases a covered pot. That portion of the world lurked in wait. "
After ten days of wandering, he feels that it is" fruit of the consummation of his amorous encounters with a certain idea. "The beauty Rustichello is seen that the idea "was naked and veiled, as those who spoke houris of the Saracens of Sicily in their hour of nostalgia." The idea "was seductive, but elusive, with a persistent tendency to vanish into thin air." Want to catch, but his only weapon is "the language of the court, the empty rhetoric that says without saying, and more often than just hints." But again and again until the write is how to take these stories to weave tangled, according to his service, "giving them a beginning, a final, appropriate and beautiful words."
That is the art, the consummation of any creative work: filling the trunk of the mind mental magma that originates in sense perception, memory, intuition, revelation, dreams, premonitions, nostalgia, joy, unhappiness. Fill the chest until he could not close it again, and then make a plan, which consists of finding the ordering idea, presented as a Houri, naked and veiled, elusive and shy, until we will sort this material and make it a work of art: in this case, a great novel like "The Time of the type."
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