Since I have opened my blog As a queen, many people contacted me, I guess I stand to it by having my picture (real, but has chosen to go out a little with most favored ... trap may be made right?) and my email.
Well, I've already received several gifts through (or because) of the blog. The last was a book, on the day of Sant Jordi. This is English Redhead of Enrique Galindo (ed. Irreveretes) and I sent the author himself. promised that when we read would give my opinion. Well here goes, Enrique.
The book has surprised me ... pleasantly. When I started reading I created expectations about the plot then not met. What would you think you begin a novel:
"I would write naked, on a white wall, wetting my penis in an inkwell and forming fine words on the wall ..."
Well this is not an erotic novel at all. It is a friendship between an old man who can barely fend by itself, and "Kangaroo", if the term can be used. In my opinion, the book is, in essence, of human loneliness, but the most cruel, which is not wanted, but imposed.
Two things could reproach Redheads. One, a first-person narrator is cast twice (at the beginning and towards the middle) and not just relate to the overall plot of the novel, narrated by an omniscient narrator.
The second, which is too short. It reads very quickly, and leaves you with the desire to continue seeing and living with the characters, their miseries, perhaps because of this need we have of happy ending, the hero down to hell and up, that evolve and redeem.
Thank you for your gift, Enrique. This novel has left me with the same sense of one who eats chocolate, and look all around the whole box. I hope your writing career is long and fruitful. Let me know when you write another book. I guess then you'll already a cache and I have to go buy it at the bookstore.
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