Juan Carlos Fernández y su pasión por las letras

              MÁS QUE PASIÓN por las letras, lo mío ha sido siempre, pasión por las historias. Como la mayoría de la gente de mi generación, me crié con la televisión, el cine, los comics y los libros de aventuras de Julio Verne, Emilio Salgari y los libros de los tres investigadores. El primer libro que… Continue reading Juan Carlos Fernández y su pasión por las letras

A prayer for the Soul

So needed in times where you feel lost, dying slowly and seen as something different that what you really are. Humans change, sometimes evolve into something that they thought never possible. Tears follow and questions form themselves out of thin air. Then the words come, out of the blue…   Have patience with everything unresolved… Continue reading A prayer for the Soul

A un reino / To a kingdom

English version below the Spanish. El asfalto negro me transporta al pasado, a una juventud marcada con nostalgía en el espacio neuronal donde las memorias son tan solo reacciones químicas. De ellas nacen el deseo de recorrer el camino bordeado por árboles y rodeado de valles. Ese camino que corta por entre las montañas de… Continue reading A un reino / To a kingdom

Exercise the senses: Vision Part I / Los sentidos: Visión Parte I

For the Spanish full version, click here! As visual creatures from birth, we begin to stimulate the sense of vision. Family Visual Stimulation Education in his article: “a world through the eyes” tells us: Through the eyes numerous stimuli and experiences enters the brain of the baby. The eyesight of a child increases rapidly. The… Continue reading Exercise the senses: Vision Part I / Los sentidos: Visión Parte I

Invisible ink / Tinta invisible

The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible.  ~Vladimir Nabokov Clamoring, clamoring over and over again. Echoed in the thoughts that become vivid pictures in the mind. In this lair they reign. Pen in hand, notebook wide open.… Continue reading Invisible ink / Tinta invisible

It is necessary to write… / Es necesario escribir…

It is necessary to write, if the days are not to slip emptily by.  How else, indeed, to clap the net over the butterfly of the moment?  For the moment passes, it is forgotten; the mood is gone; life itself is gone.  That is where the writer scores over his fellows:  he catches the changes… Continue reading It is necessary to write… / Es necesario escribir…

A place I’ll like to visit

Of all the places I would like to be, immerse myself in them, take the time to connect and feel the atmosphere, be SEDUCED… I will like to visit a place of nothingness, which holds the heart of some, is mysterious (well, at least that is what is called by some), and solitude is a… Continue reading A place I’ll like to visit