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To write a story in 5 minutes, Bernardo Atxaga

To write a story in just five minutes is necessary for get-well the traditional pen and white paper, of course, a tiny hourglass, which will give you full information of both the passage of time as the vanity and futility of the things of this life, concrete effort thus at that moment you are performing. Do not ever get ahead of one of those monotonous and modern single-colored walls, no way, that his gaze is lost in the open countryside which extends beyond the window in the sky where the seagulls and other birds of medium weight geometry being drawn flying satisfaction. It is also necessary, although to a lesser extent, to listen to music, any song gobbledygook to you, a song, eg Russian. Once done, turn inward, biting its tail, look through the telescope to where the viscera particular work silently, ask your body if you're cold, if he is thirsty, cold, thirst or any other type of Agustí, in case the answer is yes, if, for example, feel a tingling general, avoid any form of concern, it would be very strange that would guide their work and on the first try. Admire the hourglass, still almost empty lower compartment, check that has not happened yet or half a minute. Do not panic, go quietly into the kitchen, with short steps, shuffling if that's what he wants. Drink some water, and if frost comes not miss the chance to wet the neck before returning to sit at the table take a piss smooth (in the toilet, it is understood, for peeing in the hallway is not in principle, an attribute of literature).

There are seagulls, sparrows are still there and there too, on the shelf that is on your left-follow the bulk dictionary. Take it carefully, as if it had electricity, like a platinum blonde. Enter then, and be sure to listen carefully to the sound produced by scraping the pen to the paper, "this sentence: To write a story in just five minutes is needed to get ...

already have the beginning, which is not enough, and just not been two minutes since I went to work. And not only that: apart from that first sentence is, in this thick dictionary, which he holds in his left hand, everything he does missing in this book is everything, absolutely everything, the power of those words, believe me, is infinite.

Excerpt from the book "Obabakoak" by Bernardo Atxaga.

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