Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Black Tie On A Navy Blue Shirt

eBooks

Yes, yes. I know my policy is to work up here and not comment, but the subject I found fascinating. Wonderful. Yesterday I met for the first time live and in one of those e-book readers. And I loved it.
I loved as a writer because I could see my novel in electronic form and, as I play with issues that have to do with virtual communication, the effect I liked a lot. And of course I also love the idea that individuals can download the pdf from the editorial page of steel and can read it in the comfort of a traditional book anywhere.
Because that's another point: As a reader, I was impressed with the comfort of the eBook. The size is a Half-letter book, more or less, and the virtual ink technology gives an effect of reading on paper, and has nothing to do with how tired he is reading on a computer screen. The pages are changed with the finger, and the reader can decide (this is great) how big you want the letter of the book you are reading. Unthinkable in the traditional format.
As a researcher, I remember the stories of Judith Farr in removal of books from Spain to Mexico. E-books give you the opportunity to researchers and the great readers of your library to bring with themselves, anywhere in the world. It is simply magnificent. Magnificent. For further You can search for words and other resources that can greatly facilitate the analysis of a work. Even
for sharing and discussing a work. If a book goes a talk it up, the thing is as easy as removing a gadget ipod type and pass the other, or at least teach at the same time, the book and the passage in question. So spontaneous.
I say it's wonderful that a reader can access any part works anywhere in the world.
Wonderful.

Friday, January 15, 2010

Walima Invitationwordings



was for those days when Andrea and I looked back at Porchini paper.
We had to attend a meeting with students to share progress and discuss the final delivery. Were
around Elizabeth and Anthony. Teresa still do not know, and why we had been several weeks in the project.
Finally, the students presented what they had, and Porchini doctor suggested a new structure of the document.
Once again, Andrea and I had gone just to be there and listen.
Work is work.
We left together. We wanted a latte.
And we complain a bit: that would have benefited more time we have left to continue with the fix, you can not work with incomplete documents, and so the talk. Pilar
My aunt was waiting in the car.
When we got to her, got out and joined the trek.
was when you reach us.
In the viewpoint.
And the desert.
The deep green locks, sprinkled.
deep green tufts here and there.
green tufts.
in the desert.
Soil: sand.
As you like. Subtle
.
and clear water that covered everything.
to the skyline.
A desert flooded. And there came
trains green rust on the wheels, loaded with enormous bells. Giant
.
looks like a toy.
My aunt Pilar was happy.
But a bell came loose and was followed by others. Bells
trailers.
same bronze bells : Green that rolled down the valley.
One train left his course to intercept.
And between rodeos, maneuvers and turns, was salvaged, one by one, the bells.
Only one of them escaped to the precipice.