What I tell you? Dura reconfirmed, and although yesterday I tried not to delude myself, deep down a bit 'we had hoped. The fact is that this year has not gone: nada, nisba, nichts. The disappointment there, but perhaps the adversity he wanted to hit further down. In fact, I had already decided that if I had not been among the finalists would have gone precisely to meet Alan D. Altieri, the godfather of this year, and guess what '? The author gave at the last minute packages! And in its place is a guy who does not even know who he is and I do not care to know! Here! And I had also moved the date of the event, but look a bit '! All this ambaradam of concomitants, very Kafkaesque, it really is ... I do not know, I do not have the right word, you do. And for once even the gnomes do have a sulky that seems to express his solidarity with the undersigned: remarkable. I do not know if in the end you have read the book "The Utopia", the one with my story "The Black Heart of Justice, "published last year, among other things can also be downloaded for free, I'd like to know what you think and especially how you find it compared to other stories. As soon as I get the chance, maybe I put it as a post, so I say. And I will do the same with the two stories that I proposed. By the way, now riding the curiosity to read the stories of the ten finalists of this year ...
