Bueno, como les decía hace unas líneas atrás, esta semana tuve el privilegio de presentar mi libro EAU DE TOILETTE (publicado en 2020) en San Juan y Martínez, mi pueblo natal. Fue una jornada inolvidable, los últimos ejemplares de ese libro estuvieron guardados en un almacén durante toda la pandemia de COVID 19, porque los había destinado a los lectores de mi pueblo, del pueblo que me acunó en mi infancia. Después de esta larga espera, en la tarde de este 31 de marzo, por fin se hizo el milagro. Y pude ver allí, en directo, el rostro de viejos amigos, profesores, familiares, lectores y seguidores. Una tarde emocionante. Volver a la raíz de lo que soy es siempre algo tentador y reconfortante.
El otro suceso relacionado con mis libros ocurrió ayer. Desde Estados Unidos hasta Pinar del Río viajaron algunos ejemplares de mi libro “Vete a jugar con los machos”. Un amigo residente en Miami me hizo el regalo. Una tarde súper especial entre colegas escritores y entre mis buenos amigos que, bajo la sombra de las sombrillas, cual flores de un hermoso jardín, asistieron a las dos de la tarde para ser cómplices de la primera lectura pública de mi libro, acompañados por las anécdotas y la melodía de aquellas canciones que forman nuestra formación sentimental.
Como tope de estas acciones en estos días de amor y catarro (mucho catarro) estuvo la supervisión de mi próximo libro. Las jornadas previas a la entrada de un libro a los poligráficos o imprentas suelen ser las más agotadoras para los autores. Hay que supervisar el trabajo de corrección, edición y diseño de cada una de las propuestas. Uno lleva la voz cantante, la última palabra. Y a veces la negociación puede dar varios dolores de cabeza. Pero estoy feliz, muy feliz por el próximo libro que está al nacer. Se trata de la versión en libro de mi obra Este tren se llama Deseo, por Ediciones La Luz, por suerte, la mejor de las editoriales cubanas.
Como Hive es mi nueva familia quiero regalarles los diseños de la cubierta de este título que está al nacer. La imagen de portada es de la artista cubana Brenda Cabrera, quien cedió los derechos para la utilización de su obra en mi portada.
Nos seguimos leyendo desde hoy, Hive. Estoy feliz por el reencuentro. Mis mejores vibras para todos.
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Hello, Hivers, I'm back.
It's been a week since I last posted in these virtual wastelands. And not for lack of desire. It has been a long week, a very long week, marked by a weak state of health due to an affectionate cold that at first seemed to be just a passing flu and that, however, has come to stay for a couple of days more, it seems. It is that this body becomes irresistible to him.
In addition to this health setback, there have been a number of professional reasons. The presentation of one of my books in my hometown and then, the launch of another of my titles in a literary space led by two writer friends. To that, let's add the work of proofreading and revising a new book that will be born in just a few weeks.
I don't know if it happens to you like it does to me, but when I get sick, I try to balance my strength and energy in such a way that I can dose my time so as not to abuse myself too much and be able to access as many responsibilities as possible and also take some time to rest.
So, in this post, I will try to summarize roughly those important events of the last days. I share them with you because I do, because I think it is worth it. And because during these seven days I have not stopped thinking about them. Hive has become an indispensable part of my daily dynamics. Nothing remarkable happens in my days that I don't say to myself, "Let me tell you about it in Hive." And that is valuable to me, because then I start to feel them close, like family.
Well, as I was telling you a few lines ago, this week I had the privilege of presenting my book EAU DE TOILETTE (published in 2020) in San Juan y Martínez, my hometown. It was an unforgettable day, the last copies of this book were kept in a warehouse during the whole COVID 19 pandemic, because I had destined them to the readers of my town, the town that cradled me in my childhood. After this long wait, on the afternoon of March 31, the miracle finally happened. And I could see there, live, the faces of old friends, teachers, relatives, readers and followers. An exciting afternoon. Going back to the root of who I am is always tempting and comforting.
The other event related to my books happened yesterday. Some copies of my book "Vete a jugar con los machos" traveled from the United States to Pinar del Rio. A friend living in Miami gave me the gift. It was a very special afternoon among fellow writers and among my good friends who, under the shade of umbrellas, like flowers in a beautiful garden, attended at two o'clock in the afternoon to be accomplices of the first public reading of my book, accompanied by anecdotes and the melody of those songs that form our sentimental formation.
On top of these actions in these days of love and catarrh (a lot of catarrh) was the supervision of my next book. The days before a book enters the polygraph or printing presses are usually the most exhausting for authors. One has to supervise the work of proofreading, editing and design of each of the proposals. One has the final say, the last word. And sometimes the negotiation can be a headache. But I am happy, very happy about the next book that is about to be born. It is the book version of my work Este tren se llama Deseo, by Ediciones La Luz, fortunately, the best of Cuban publishers.
As Hive is my new family, I want to give you the cover designs of this title that is about to be born. The cover image is by Cuban artist Brenda Cabrera, who granted the rights to use her work on my cover.
We continue reading each other from today, Hive. I'm happy for the reunion. Best vibes to all of you.