I’m a bit of a Hobbit. I like to see things grow, little by little. I like routines (and escaping them: but I find them comfy). I like it when I run out of something and I buy exactly the same one again, I get the impression that I was right the first one. My favourite goodbye is “see you tomorrow.”
Update in 2025: First, I would like to express my solidarity to the Gaiman victims. I still don’t know what to feel about this piece of writing. I guess that it is one of those…
When his mind is idle, he thinks of her. —What are you thinking about? —Maths. If he’s with her, he loses track of time. —So late to get home, why? —Maths. She wants long periods…
Poverty anywhere is poverty everywhere.* Why is that? Why are other people’s problems my problems? Are we all together in this? How can we be together in this if I don’t know who they are,…
Soy un poco Hobbit. Me gusta ver crecer las cosas poco a poco. Me gustan las rutinas (y salir de ellas: pero me resultan cómodas). Me gusta que algo se acabe y comprar otro igual,…
I don’t know if you’re worried, my dear readers, but my holidays this year do not include holidays from writing. Actually, I’m writing so much I’ve just finished a notebook I started last month. There’s a…
Es muy fácil elegir un personaje, y cuando no funciona, echarle la culpa al personaje, o cambiarlo, en vez de mirar hacia dentro y ver qué problema tenemos en realidad. Hay un cuento que oí…