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Christmas stories. ‘A Christmas Carol’ and ‘The Selfish Giant’

Hi all:

Normally on Fridays I bring you new authors and books, but today, as we’re in the Christmas week, I though I’ve bring you some classics.

First, Charles Dickens and A Christmas Carol:

Author Charles Dickens
Author Charles Dickens

There are many links to versions of ‘A Christmas Carol’, and many movie versions. I leave you a couple of the free ones:

In Project Gutenberg (including audio downloads):

I dedicated a post to Charles Dickens a while back, so if you want more information and links, here it is:

Author Oscar Wilde
Author Oscar Wilde

Oscar Wilde is one of my all times favourites, as I think I’ve told you more than once. I love his plays, I think Dorian Gray is a marvellous novel and a complex psychological study of the main character and the society of the time (and I don’t think matters have changed dramatically for the better, since), I enjoy his poetry, I find his essays witty and sharp, but I’ve always, since I was a child, adored his fairy tales, that were my introduction to his work. So I could not help but bring you The Selfish Giant. You’ll find many versions shared on line. I chose this one because I  particularly liked the illustrations. It seems it was first shared in a Reader’s Digest in the 1970s.

And without further ado:

The Selfish Giant, cover
The Selfish Giant, cover

The Selfish Giant:

Every afternoon, as they were coming from school, the children used to play in the Giant’s garden. It was a large, lovely garden, with soft green grass. Here and there stood beautifut flowers llke stars, and there were 12 peach trees which in the spring-time burst into delicate blossoms of pink and pearl, and in the autumn bore rich fruit. The birds sat on the trees and sang so sweetly that the children used to stop their games in order to listen to them.

“How happy we are here!” they cried to each other.

One day the Giant came back to his castle. He had been to visit his friend the Cornish ogre, and had stayed for seven years. When he arrived home, he saw the children playing in the garden.

“What are you doing here?” he cried in a gruff voice. “My own garden is my own garden. Anyone can understand that, and I will allow nobody to play in it but myself .”

So he built a high wall all round it and put up a sign: TRESPASSERS WILL BE PROSECUTED. He was a very selfish Giant.

The poor children had nowhere to play now. They tried to play on the road, but it was dusty and full of hard stones, and they did not like it. They used to wander round the high wall when their lessons were over, and talk about the beautiful garden inside. “How happy we were there!” they said to each other.

Then spring came, and all over the country there were little blossoms and little birds. In the garden of the Selfish Giant, though, it was still winter. The birds did not care to sing in it, as there were no children, and the trees forgot to blossom. Once a beautiful flower raised its head from the grass, but when it saw the sign it felt so sorry for the children that it slipped back into the ground again and went off to sleep.

The only people who were pleased were the Snow and the Frost. “Spring has forgotten this garden,” they cried, “so we will live here all year round!” The Snow covered up the grass with her great white cloak, and the Frost painted all the trees silver. Then the invited the North Wind to stay with them, and he came. He roared about the garden all day, and blew the chimney pots down. “This is a delightful spot,” he said. “We must ask the Hail on a visit.” So the Hail carne. Every day for three hours he rattled on the roof of the castle until he broke most of the slates. Then he ran round and round the garden as fast as he could, his breath like ice .

“I cannot understand why spring is so late in comming,” said the Selfish Giant, as he sat at the window and looked out at his cold, white garden. “I hope there will be a change in the weather.”

But spring never came, nor summer. Autumn gave golden fruit to every garden, but to the Giant’s garden she gave nothing. “He is too selfish,” she said. So it was always winter there.

One morning the Giant was lying awake in bed when he heard some lovely music. lt sounded so sweet to his ears that he thought ¡t must be the King’s musicians passing by. It was really only a little linnet singing outside his window, but so much time had passed since he had heard a bird sing in his garden that the sound seemed to him the most beautiful music in the world. Then the Hail stopped dancing over his head, and the North Wind ceased roaring, and a delicious perfume came to him through the open window.

“I believe spring has come at last,” said the Giant, and he jumped out of bed and looked out.

He saw a most wonderful sight. Through a little hole in the wall thechildren had crept in, and they were sitting in the branches of the trees. In every tree that he could see there was a little child.

And the trees were so glad to have the children back again that they had covered themselves with blossoms, and were waving their arms gently above the children’s heads. The birds were flying about and twittering with delight, and the flowers were looking up through the green grass and laughing. It was a lovely scene, but in one corner it was still winter. It was the farthest corner of the garden, and in it stood a little boy. He was so small that he could not reach up to the branches of the tree, and he was wandering round it, crying bitterly. The poor tree was still coyered with frost and snow, and the North Wind was blowing and roaring above it. “Climb up, little boy,” said the Tree, and it bent its branches down as low as it could; but the boy was too, tiny. And the Giant’s heart melted as he looked out. “How selfish I have been!” he said. “Now I know why spring would not come here. I will put that poor little boy on the top of the tree, and then I will knock down the wall, and my garden shall be the children’s playground forever and ever.”

The Selfish Giant
The Selfish Giant and the little boy

He was very sorry for what he had done. He crept downstairs and opened the front door quite softly, and went out into the garden. When the children saw him, however, they were so frightened that they all ran away, and the garden became winter again. Only the little boy did not run, for his eyes were so full of tears that he did not see the Giant coming. And the Giant stole up behind him and took him gently in his hand, and put him up into the tree. And the tree broke at once into blossom, and the birds camee and sang on it, and the little boy stretched out his two arms and flung them round the Giant’s neck and kissed him. And the other children, seeing what was happening, came running back, and with them came the spring. “It is your garden now children,” said the Giant, and he took a great ax and knocked down the wall. And when’ people passed by on their way to market, they found the Giant playing with the children in the most beautiful garden they had ever seen.

All day long the children played, and in the evening they bade the Giant good-by. “But where is your little companion-the boy I put into the tree?” he asked.

“We don’t know,” answered the children “He has gone away.”

¿”You must tell him to be sure and come tomorrow,” said the Giant. But the children said that they did not know where he lived, and that they had never seen him before. The Giant felt very sad.

Every afternoon, when school was over, the children came and played with the Giant. But the little boy whom the Giant loved was never seen again. The Giant was very kind to all the children, yet he longed for his first little friend. “How I would like to see him!” he used to say.

Years passed, and the Giant grew old and feeble. He could not play about anymore, so he sat in a huge armchair and watched the children at their games and admired his garden. “I have many beautiful flowers,” he said “but the children are the most beautiful flowers of all.”

One winter morning he looked out of his window as he was dressing. He did not hate winter now, for he knew that it was merely spring asleep, and that the flowers were resting. Suddenly he rubbed his eyes in wonder and looked. He saw a marvelous sight. In the farthest corner of the garden was a tree covered with lovely white blossoms. Its branches were golden, and silver fruit hung down from them, and underneath it stood the little boy he had loved.

In joy, the Giant ran out into the garden and approached the child. When he came close, his face grew red with anger. “Who hath dared to wound thee?” he shouted. For on the palms of the child’s hands were the prints of two nails, and the prints of two nails were on his feet.

“Who hath dared to wound thee? ” cried the Giant again. “Tell me, so I may take my sword and slay him! ”

“Nay,” answered the child. “These are the wounds of Love.”

“Who art thou?” said the Giant. Then a strange awe fell on him, and he knelt before the little child. And the child smiled on the Giant and said to him, “You let me play once in your garden. Today you shall come with me to my garden, which is Paradise.”

Here I leave you the original link so you can check all the illustrations:

In case you want to know a bit more about Oscar Wilde, I wrote a post about him some time back:

Thanks so much for reading. I hope the holiday season is joyful for all of you, remember all those around you, and have a great time. Ah, I have a friend coming to stay with me next week, so I think I’ll give you a week’s break. Happy New Year and hope to see you after!

Recomendaciones navideñas

Cuentos navideños. Historia (Cuento) de Navidad, de Charles Dickens y ‘El gigante egoísta’ de Oscar Wilde.

Hola a todos:

Normalmente los viernes os traigo novedades literarias y escritores invitados, pero como es Navidad se me ocurrió que quizás os apetecería algún clásico.

Author Charles Dickens
Author Charles Dickens

Charles Dickens es muy conocido por sus novelas, y su Cuento (Historia) de Navidad. Hay muchas versiones tanto en película como por escrito. Aquí os dejo enlaces de la Biblioteca Cervantes al Cántico de Navidad  (gratuito):

Otro de mis autores favoritos es Oscar Wilde. Me encantan sus obras de teatro, sus poemas, su novela Dorian Gray sigue siendo tan moderna (si no más) que cuando la publicó, pero siempre he sentido un cariño especial por sus cuentos, que me han gustado desde muy pequeña y fueron los que me introdujeron a su obra. Así que no pude resistirme a compartir ‘El gigante egoísta’. He encontrado muchas versiones en el internet, y comparto ésta porque me gustaron particularmente las ilustraciones, así que os dejo también el enlace:

The Selfish Giant, cover
El gigante egoísta

Todas las tardes, al salir de la escuela, los niños jugaban en el jardín de un gran castillo deshabitado. Se revolcaban por la hierba, se escondían tras los arbustos repletos de flores y trepaban a los árboles que cobijaban a muchos pájaros cantores. Allí eran muy felices.

Una tarde, estaban jugando al escondite cuando oyeron una voz muy fuerte.

-¿Qué hacéis en mi jardín?

Temblando de miedo, los niños espiaban desde sus escondites, desde donde vieron a un gigante muy enfadado. Había decidido volver a casa después de vivir con su amigo el ogro durante siete años.

-He vuelto a mi castillo para tener un poco de paz y de tranquilidad -dijo con voz de trueno-. No quiero oír a niños revoltosos. ¡Fuera de mi jardín! ¡Y que no se os ocurra volver!

Los niños huyeron lo más rápido que pudieron.

-Este jardín es mío y de nadie más -mascullaba el gigante-. Me aseguraré de que nadie más lo use.

Muy pronto lo tuvo rodeado de un muro muy alto lleno de pinchos.

En la gran puerta de hierro que daba entrada al jardín el gigante colgó un cartel que decía “PROPIEDAD PRIVADA. Prohibido el paso”. . Todos los días los niños asomaban su rostro por entre las rejas de la verja para contemplar el jardín que tanto echaban de menos.

Luego, tristes, se alejaban para ir a jugar a un camino polvoriento. Cuando llegó el invierno, la nieve cubrió el suelo con una espesa capa blanca y la escarcha pintó de plata los árboles. El viento del norte silbaba alrededor del castillo del gigante y el granizo golpeaba los cristales.

-¡Cómo deseo que llegue la primavera! -suspiró acurrucado junto al fuego.

Por fin, la primavera llegó. La nieve y la escarcha desaparecieron y las flores tiñeron de colores la tierra. Los árboles se llenaron de brotes y los pájaros esparcieron sus canciones por los campos, excepto en el jardín del gigante. Allí la nieve y la escarcha seguían helando las ramas desnudas de los árboles.

-La primavera no ha querido venir a mi jardín -se lamentaba una y otra vez el gigante- Mi jardín es un desierto, triste y frío.

Una mañana, el gigante se quedó en cama, triste y abatido. Con sorpresa oyó el canto de un mirlo. Corrió a la ventana y se llenó de alegría. La nieve y la escarcha se habían ido, y todos los árboles aparecían llenos de flores.

En cada árbol se hallaba subido un niño. Habían entrado al jardín por un agujero del muro y la primavera los había seguido. Un solo niño no había conseguido subir a ningún árbol y lloraba amargamente porque era demasiado pequeño y no llegaba ni siquiera a la rama más baja del árbol más pequeño.

El gigante sintió compasión por el niño.

-¡Qué egoísta he sido! Ahora comprendo por qué la primavera no quería venir a mi jardín. Derribaré el muro y lo convertiré en un parque para disfrute de los niños. Pero antes debo ayudar a ese pequeño a subir al árbol.

The Selfish Giant
The Selfish Giant

El gigante bajó las escaleras y entró en su jardín, pero cuando los niños lo vieron se asustaron tanto que volvieron a escaparse. Sólo quedó el pequeño, que tenía los ojos llenos de lágrimas y no pudo ver acercarse al gigante. Mientras el invierno volvía al jardín, el gigante tomó al niño en brazos.

-No llores -murmuró con dulzura, colocando al pequeño en el árbol más próximo.

De inmediato el árbol se llenó de flores, el niño rodeó con sus brazos el cuello del gigante y lo besó.

Cuando los demás niños comprobaron que el gigante se había vuelto bueno y amable, regresaron corriendo al jardín por el agujero del muro y la primavera entró con ellos. El gigante reía feliz y tomaba parte en sus juegos, que sólo interrumpía para ir derribando el muro con un mazo. Al atardecer, se dio cuenta de que hacía rato que no veía al pequeño.

-¿Dónde está vuestro amiguito? -preguntó ansioso.

Pero los niños no lo sabían. Todos los días, al salir de la escuela, los niños iban a jugar al hermoso jardín del gigante. Y todos los días el gigante les hacía la misma pregunta: -¿Ha venido hoy el pequeño? También todos los días, recibía la misma respuesta:

-No sabemos dónde encontrarlo. La única vez que lo vimos fue el día en que derribaste el muro.

El gigante se sentía muy triste, porque quería mucho al pequeño. Sólo lo alegraba el ver jugar a los demás niños.

Los años pasaron y el gigante se hizo viejo. Llegó un momento en que ya no pudo jugar con los niños.

Una mañana de invierno estaba asomado a la ventana de su dormitorio, cuando de pronto vio un árbol precioso en un rincón del jardín. Las ramas doradas estaban cubiertas de delicadas flores blancas y de frutos plateados, y debajo del árbol se hallaba el pequeño.

-¡Por fin ha vuelto! -exclamó el gigante, lleno de alegría.

Olvidándose de que tenía las piernas muy débiles, corrió escaleras abajo y atravesó el jardín. Pero al llegar junto al pequeño enrojeció de cólera.

-¿Quién te ha hecho daño? ¡Tienes señales de clavos en las manos y en los pies! Por muy viejo y débil que esté, mataré a las personas que te hayan hecho esto.

Entonces el niño sonrió dulcemente y le dijo:

-Calma. No te enfades y ven conmigo.

-¿Quién eres? -susurró el gigante, cayendo de rodillas.

-Hace mucho tiempo me dejaste Jugar en tu jardín -respondió el niño-. Ahora quiero que vengas a jugar al mío, que se llama Paraíso.

Esa tarde, cuando los niños entraron en el jardín para jugar con la nieve, encontraron al gigante muerto, pacíficamente recostado en un árbol, todo cubierto de flores blancas.

Y encontré está versión del cuento en película en You Tube. No os la perdáis:

Gracias por leer, y os deseo una fiestas maravillosas. No os olvidéis de compartir y de pasaoslo fantásticamente. Ah, y me va a venir a visitar una amiga la semana que viene, así que me tomaré (y os doy a vosotros, que la necesitáis) una semana de descanso. ¡Feliz Año Nuevo! Y nos vemos muy pronto.

Blog Tour Book launch

Echoes of Narcissus in the Garden of Delights by Jo Robinson, Book Launch Tour

Hi all:

Today I bring you information about the book launch of Jo Robinson a great author, fantastic blogger, good friend, and a colleague always happy to share her knowledge. We are part of the team at Literary World Interviews and I’m very excited about her new book, as it touches a subject that, being a psychiatrist, I’m fascinated by.

Without any further blah, blah, I leave you with Jo and Echoes of Narcissus in the Garden of Delights.

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Donna thought there was something wrong with her. That she was suffering from a mental illness that has caused her husband to despise her, distance himself from her, and cheat on her. She blames herself for the desolate, miserable thing that is her marriage and her life. Then she comes across a book that will change everything for her, and reading it, she discovers that there’s nothing wrong with her mind at all, but that there is something very wrong with her husband instead. Marco, she realises, is a malignant narcissist. A text book case. He has a real and documented mental disorder, and that he’s been controlling, manipulating, and abusing her for decades. The sudden full knowledge of all that he’s purposely done to her enrages her. Not sure how to leave after thirty years of what she finally knows has been intentional mental and emotional abuse from him, and believing that she has nowhere to turn, being so physically isolated, she bides her time.

Then she meets and befriends a group of unusual people who share her passion for gardening, and so begins her journey to escape. She joins her new friends in their project to assist elderly people in old age homes care for their small gardens, as well as secretly supplying those suffering from painful and terminal illnesses with medicinal herb and plant remedies, including illegal plants such as cannabis. As weeks go by, she delves into her memories, relearns what it is to be respected, liked, and loved again, and slowly she formulates a plan to safely leave her dangerous husband. But unbeknownst to Donna, Marco is in serious trouble, and has desperate plans of his own, and absolutely no regard for her safety.

** This is a work of fiction, but malignant narcissists really do exist, and it is a recognised mental illness. Unfortunately, many people never realise that they are involved with a narcissist, because their actions are so demonically bad as to be unimaginable and unbelievable, and so they spend their lives in misery, depression, fear, and isolation. If only by the accidental reading of a fictional story, I hope that this book will help even one person, unknowingly suffering narcissistic abuse, to realise that they don’t have to, and that it’s never too late to start over, be happy, be fulfilled, to love and care for yourself, and be truly loved and respected by others.

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Available now from AMAZON

Jo Robinson very recently returned to her homeland, South Africa, after having lived in rural Zimbabwe for eighteen years. Her obsessive affection for the African continent, most humans, and all creatures feathered and furred are what inspire her writing. She is the author of African Me & Satellite TV, the science-fiction/fantasy series Shadow People, and a couple of short stories, which will be free to download from Amazon from 26 to 30 December, Fly Birdie and The Visitation.

To win eBook copies of Shadow People and African Me & Satellite TV, send Jo a message from THIS page.

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Thanks to Jo for bringing us her new book, thanks to you all for reading, and you know what to do, like, share, comment, and CLICK!


Felices Navidades to amigos, lectores, blogueros y a todos.

Hola a todos.

Ya sé que se nos echan las fiestas encima y todos tenemos mucho que hacer, así que solo quería aprovechar para desearos:

Feliz Navidad a vosotros y vuestras familias
Feliz Navidad a vosotros y vuestras familias

Gracias a todos por leer, compartir, darle al me gusta, por los posts que me han hecho reír, llorar, pensar, por el apoyo, por los comentarios, por hacer clic  y por estar ahí y ser tan fantásticos. Y no os preocupéis por hacer clic ni nada de lo demás, simplemente disfrutad las fiestas a vuestra manera y compartid el cariño con los que están a vuestro alrededor y haced algo bonito por alguien (y sobretodo quereos mucho, que lo merecéis).

¡Nos vemos!


Merry Xmas to bloggers, readers and universe alike.

Hi all:

Yes, Christmas is nearly here, and as I know you’re all very busy, I just wanted to wish you a:

Merry Christmas to you and you family!
Merry Christmas to you and you family!

Thanks for reading through all this time, for blogging great content, for making me laugh, cry, think, for loving, for sharing, and for being you. And don’ t worry about either liking, sharing, commenting or clicking today. Just go and give a hug to somebody, be nice to everybody around and especially to yourself. 

All the best!

Novedades literarias Recomendaciones navideñas

Si te quieres olvidar de las Navidades, ¿por qué no te vas de aventuras por ahí?

Hola a todos:

Como sabéis los viernes os traigo escritores invitados o novedades literarias. Como estamos tan cerca de Navidad y estoy segura de que todos estáis un poco cansados con las preparaciones pensé que os vendrían bien algunos libros para poder dejar volar la imaginación e iros a otras tierra y a vivir aventuras desde el confort del hogar.

La libélula de piedra de Roberto López-Herrero
La libélula de piedra de Roberto López-Herrero

La libélula de piedra de Roberto López Herrero

Un escritor de medio pelo se cita con su editor para estafarle unas libras contándole una historia improvisada horas antes, pero todo cambia cuando este último se emociona ante la idea y lo celebran en el exclusivo club “La Libélula de Piedra” donde la enigmática y bella Abhilasha Chandra subyugará al protagonista. Su vida cambiará y él tan solo tendrá que escribir esa historia…

R. López-Herrero vuelve a sorprender con otro relato gótico, ambientado en el mismo universo que “El Escritor” y cargado de enorme intencionalidad.

Incluye un avance de “Homo Extinctus”, la nueva novela de R. López-Herrero, próximamente a la venta.

Una reseña de Enrique Laso:

Fabulosa, gótica y muy entretenida

Por Enrique Laso

Tuve el honor de que Roberto me eligiese como lector “beta” de este extenso relato, y debo decir que pasé un rato terroríficamente delicioso.
El autor nos traslada con maestría a otro tiempo, y lo hace con el estilo de las maravillosas novelas y relatos del siglo XIX, esas que tanto amamos los que adoramos la Literatura. Pero Roberto tiene su propio, y además el ritmo, las descripciones y la intriga es la propia de nuestro tiempo. Es muy difícil saber combinar con acierto el ambiente gótico de los viejos relatos de intriga y misterio con las exigencias del lector actual y las maneras que requieren la literatura contemporánea.
Si quieres disfrutar de verdad, no esperes ni un segundo y lánzate a leer este gran relato. Te garantizo que me agradecerás el consejo.

La conjura de Alexander Weinberg
La conjura de Alexander Weinberg

La conjura de Alexander Weinberg

“Trepidante, adictivo, terroríficamente posible. Traición, mentiras y acción desde el minuto uno, hacen de esta novela un thriller al más puro estilo Dan Brown.”

Año 2024. Tras dos mandatos presidenciales que casi han llevado el país a la quiebra, Robert Nolan logra alcanzar la presidencia de los Estados Unidos de América. El interés mediático es tal que la ciudad de Washington se llena de medios de comunicación venidos de todo el mundo. Y es que no sólo ha heredado una profunda crisis económica, además, debe convencer al congreso de que acepte su paquete de medidas anti-crisis o de lo contrario el sistema entrará en fallida. Paralelamente y de manera casual, enviada desde Londres por la BBC, Sandra Bocks descubrirá su oscuro plan B. Tras un encuentro fortuito con el capitán de las Fuerzas Especiales David Miller, se ve envuelta en una terrorífica conspiración orquestada por el Presidente y la CIA. Con la ciudad bajo el estrecho control de los militares y un grupo de mercenarios pisándoles los talones, Sandra y David deberán permanecer vivos el tiempo suficiente para desvelarle al mundo la atroz masacre que está a punto de llevarse a cabo y la horrorosa verdad que se esconde tras las medidas propuestas por el nuevo Presidente: “Si matamos a todo aquél que suponga un gasto, por cada bala que utilicemos ahorraremos 8.000 dólares.”

Una reseña, de muestra:

Cuando estaba leyendo la reseña del editor me aterraba pensar que algo así podría suceder en un futuro no muy lejano. La conjura es un thriller lleno de acción y suspense. Realmente parece escrito para ser filmado, pues el éxito en taquilla estaría asegurado. Es una intriga política muy bien narrada y con buenos diálogos. Quedarían perfectos en la película.
Tiene de todo: el héroe (David Miller), la chica (Sandra Bocks), los malos (Robert Nolan, presidente de los EE.UU. y su amigo Roger Moore, director de la CIA) y unos cuantos militares-mercenarios capaces de sembrar el pánico en la ciudad de Washington. Y, como no podía ser menos, una bonita historia de amor entre los protagonistas.
El ritmo es intenso, tanto es así que los capítulos parecen que se leen solos. La pena es que se termina pronto, porque se disfruta, se siente, se vive… y, eso hace que cuando acaba te quedas con las ganas de querer seguir un poco más.
Me ha gustado mucho y lo recomiendo a todos aquellos que les apetezca pasar unos buenos momentos con un libro que merece la pena. Me alegra haberlo encontrado. Así que mi enhorabuena a Alexander Weinberg al que, por supuesto, seguiré leyendo.

Y una de terror, para que no se diga (y a pesar del apellido, no somos parientes):

El sendero del horror de Javier Núñez
El sendero del horror de Javier Núñez

El sendero del horror de Javier Núñez

El sendero del horror se compone de dos relatos largos:

– En CONTRA RELOJ, un profesor de instituto que pasa por un mal momento en su matrimonio recibe una petición de auxilio… a través de la impresora de su ordenador.
Decidir averiguar quién está detrás de aquel desesperado grito de socorro y acudir en su ayuda será la peor decisión que haya tomado en su vida.

– En MONEDA MALDITA, un chico encuentra una moneda de aspecto antiguo. Parece poco más que un pedazo de chatarra. El problema es que quién la posee se encuentra en serio peligro de muerte.

Se ha dicho de él:
>>En él, se sumergirán en dos historias de creciente suspenso que el autor ha sabido describir con lujo de detalles, que te harán ser parte de las historias, cuyos finales son impensados”, By Chris (administrador de LIBROS, PELÍCULAS Y SERIES DE TERROR, en Facebook)

>>Me ha sorprendido gratamente lo meticuloso que es el autor a la hora de las descripciones, no solo de lo que ven los personajes sino del desarrollo de las situaciones que viven, y eso me ha gustado mucho porque es casi como si leyeras en imágenes. No es algo precisamente fácil de lograr para un escritor, pero Javier Nuñez lo consigue (EL ESCALPELO LITERARIO)

>>Javier Nuñez tiene una facilidad para trasmitir sensaciones que muy pocos consiguen. Cada uno de los relatos te harán meterte en la piel del personaje y sentir lo que está sintiendo con cada situación. (EBOOKEANDO LO DESCONOCIDO)

>>Buenas descripciones, paisajes variados, diálogos que te atrapan dentro de una lectura agil que hacen que quieras saber en todo momento como terminaran estas historias (ZONA EXCÉNTRICA)

>>El autor nos engancha desde las primeras líneas con una inquietante trama de suspense y misterio manteniendo una tensión y una angustia que no te permite dejar de leer hasta llegar a un final que sorprende, como no podría ser de otra manera en una buena obra del género (PUNTOS SUSPENSIVOS)

Y una reseña para que veáis que es corto pero impactante:

No suelo leer libros o relatos de terror aunque esta vez quise hacer una excepción y no me arrepiento de ello. La verdad es que me ha sorprendido.
Se compone de dos relatos independientes. Dos historias que van aumentando en suspense a medida que se avanza en la lectura y con unos desenlaces inesperados. En ocasiones se me erizaba la piel y me costaba seguir leyendo, pero a la vez no quería parar. Necesitaba saber lo que iba a pasar a continuación. Y así lo hice.
Las descripciones son minuciosas, tanto de las situaciones como de los personajes, y eso hace que las historias se vivan intensamente, se imaginan sin ningún problema. Las sensaciones que transmite Javier Núñez son dignas de alabar. No siempre se consigue algo así con una historia.
La lectura es ágil y los diálogos se enlazan perfectamente con la narración. Lo que me ha resultado curioso es como poco a poco la historia en ambos relatos va aumentando en ritmo. Parten de un comienzo tranquilo y detallado para llegar a unos finales apoteósicos en todos los sentidos. Mi enhorabuena al autor por todo ello.
Muy recomendable para los amantes del género.

Muchas gracias por leer, y ya sabéis, si os ha interesado, ¡dadle al me gusta, comentad, compartid y haced CLIC!  Que os merecéis un regalito…¡Y Felices Fiestas!



Books for Christmas New books Reviews

If you want to forget about Christmas, why not embark on an adventure?

Hi all:

As  you know on Fridays I bring you new books or authors. I thought I might still be in time to bring you a few good reads before Christmas, and today I bring you some  authors I know whose work has been translated to English but you might not yet be familiar with. They are all good yarns, full of adventures and fast paced, so if you want a read to make you forget the weather and the “excitement” of Christmas and help you get lost somewhere  else…give them a go! In the case of the last one that I’ve been lucky enough to read very recently, I include my own review.


The Last Crypt by Fernando Gamboa
The Last Crypt by Fernando Gamboa

The Last Crypt by Fernando Gamboa

– #1 Bestseller in Spanish & Russian
– “Best Action and Adventure novel of 2012 for Kindle” According Amazon Spain

«I could not stop reading it!.»
«I understand why this novel has been so successful.»
«An impressive and surprising ending, which gives you goosebumps.»
«You can´t stop reading. It’s great, spectacular & lots of fun.»
«It is one of the best novels I’ve read in a while.»
«The truth is that I did not imagine this book could make me enjoy as much as it has.»
«A stunning setting, believable characters, a great story and an unexpected ending.»

Diver Ulysses Vidal finds a fourteenth-century bronze bell of Templar origin buried under a reef off the Honduras coast. It turns out it’s been lying there for more than one century, prior to Christopher Columbus’s discovery of America. Driven by curiosity and a sense of adventure, he begins the search for the legendary treasure of the Order of The Temple. Together with a medieval history professor and a daring Mexican archeologist they travel through Spain, the Mali desert, the Caribbean Sea and the Mexican jungle. They face innumerable riddles and dangers, but in the end this search will uncover a much more important mystery. A secret, kept hidden for centuries, which could transform the history of humankind, and the way we understand the universe.

Fernando Gamboa (Barcelona, Spain, 1970) has devoted most of his adult life to traveling through Africa, Asia and Latin America. He has lived in several countries and worked as a scuba diver, Spanish teacher, entrepreneur, poker player and adventure guide.
At present, he’s the #1 bestseller indie author in Spain. His books have been translated into Russian, Greek and Italian”

Fernando Gamboa, author
Fernando Gamboa, author

About the Author

Fernando Gamboa (Barcelona, Spain, 1970) has devoted most of his adult life to traveling through Africa, Asia and Latin America. He has lived in several countries and worked as a scuba diver, Spanish teacher, entrepreneur, poker player and adventure guide. At present, he’s the #1 bestseller indie author in Spain. His books have been translated from Spanish to Russian, Greek and Italian. Among some of his bestselling titles in Spanish are: La última cripta, Ciudad Negra, Capitán Riley, Guinea.

The Kraken. Part 1 by Jonás Cobos
The Kraken. Part 1 by Jonás Cobos

The Kraken: Part I (The Melville Files Book 1) by Jonás Cobos

Private Investigator John Melville, once a member of the Secret Services of Condal City, is convinced by his former employers to investigate the murder of his friend Alí Bey. His friend’s death seems to be related to the theft of hundreds of platinum bullion, stolen from national reserves in the neighboring Napoleonic Republic. The robbers used Aether Disrupters to freeze officials in time. But who are the so-called “Custodians of God?”

One of the 5 star reviews:

The Kraken is a short introduction to a series by Jonas Cobos. A mystery detective piece following Melville who is on the case of a national theft and the death of a close friend. The two seemingly disparate incidences become intwined and the plot thickens into an interesting mix of crime and mystery.

People that have enjoyed the work of Jules Verne or H.G.Wells will take to Jonas’ writing style. His clear, bold writing is well paced and consistent throughout, a well structured read. Although it is short, it sets up what could be a great series, filled with more of the same twists and characters.

I’ve felt for a while that reading work written these new authors is a really exciting, Jonas’ ‘The Kraken’ is no exception, having all the right ingredients to make a good series, a taste of what is to come. I look forward to the rest of the Melville Files series. Pick it up.

Author Jonás Cobos
Author Jonás Cobos

About the author:

Jonas Cobos (1967) was born in Balearic Islands, Spain, grew up in Minorca. At 12 years Old he discovered a book by Agatha Christie, and that turn him in a book eater. In 2010 studied Creative Wrinting with the writer Holly Lisle. In 2012 published “Susurros en la Oscuridad” and really fast become a best seller in the terror genre in Amazon Spain. It’s one of the first Spanish writers in Steampunk genre. And his book LA CARACOLA DE NEPTUNO (Steampunk) becomes a best seller in his genre. Now his book is translated to an English and Italian.

The Manuscript I. The Secret by Blanca Miosi
The Manuscript I. The Secret by Blanca Miosi

The Manuscript I The Secret by Blanca Miosi

When a mysterious man hands Nicholas Blohm a strange manuscript, the unsuccessful author stumbles upon the chance to write the best novel of his life. However, as he starts reading it, he soon discovers that at one point or another, the story is interrupted, and the last pages left blank. Nicholas then decides to find out whether the story in the unfinished novel is fact or fiction.

He readily gathers information and confirms the characters portrayed in the manuscript do exist. Moreover, he could even meet them: the story is real. Fascinated by the possibility, he travels to Rome to acquaint himself with the cast of characters. As a result, he becomes deeply involved in the search for a secret, a missing part of the formula left by Count Claudio Contini-Massera to his nephew, Dante. Nicholas and Dante embark on a two-week action-packed adventure. All through their relentless journey, we find mystery, suspicion, clues, scientists, murder and finally, the most wanted Nazi of all, Josep Mengele.

Set in Rome, Hereford, Capri and New York, The Secret is the first of a series on which Nicholas Blohm always shows up with the manuscript.

Author Blanca Miosi
Author Blanca Miosi

About the author:

Born in Lima (Perú) of a Japanese father and Peruvian mother, Blanca Miosi has been living for the last three decades in Venezuela. She is the author of Waldek, the boy who confronted the Nazis a novel based on the life of her husband, a survivor of the Auschwitz and Mauthausen camps. First published in its original Spanish as La Búsqueda (Editorial Roca) the work received international acclaim and won the 2007 Thriller Award. In 2009, Miosi published El Legado (Editorial Viceversa), a family saga based on Erik Hanussen, the notorious Berlin clairvoyant and personal counsel to Adolf Hitler. In 2011, and as an independent author with, Blanca Miosi published La búsqueda, El Legado, Dimitri Galunov, El Manuscrito I. El Secreto; El Manuscrito II El coleccionista,Amanda and now “Waldek, the boy who defied the Nazis” (La búsqueda in English Language) Her novels occupy first ranking positions among Amazon´s best sold titles in Spanish.

My own review of the book:

A small book hiding a big secret:

As a writer, a book titled ‘The Manuscript’ will always be intriguing to me, and Blanca Miosi’s book did not disappoint me. From the very beginning you are thrown in at the deep end and have many questions that make you keep reading.

The writer protagonist of the book, Nicholas, is having trouble writing. And right in cue, a strange man gives him a magical manuscript of sorts. It is unclear what the magic is, but Nicholas becomes fascinated by the content of the manuscript to the point that he has to go and pursue the story, no matter at what cost.

The novel flows well, and the changes in point of view narration add layers of complexity to the book, and make us feel closer to the characters, a complex array of people, from all walks of life and different corners of the world. Business corporations, Mafia, Colombia cartels, Nazi concentration camps’ experiments, writers block, love triangles, genetics…all have a part to play in this novel that’s deceptively simple. Fictional situations mix with well-known historical characters and create a compelling narrative that will leave you wanting more.

I’ve read many books and one can’t help but guess what will come next. Believe me, I tried, but the book kept going in unexpected directions.

Well-paced, with a great story, likeable main characters and some fantastic minor ones, a great dose of intrigue (and some magic) it is not surprising it was a best-seller in its Spanish version. I’d be surprised if the English version doesn’t do even better.

 Ah, and I wanted to thank my friend and incredibly talented writer Dariel Raye for featuring me in her fabulous blog. Come and pay a visit:

Thanks to all the authors for bringing us their books, thanks to you all for reading, enjoy the coming holiday season, and you know, if you’ve enjoyed it, like, comment, share, and of course, CLICK!



Y va de películas!

Hola a todos:

Ya sé que estaréis muy ocupados preparando las Navidades, así que pensé que os hablaría un poco de las películas que he visto recientemente, por si os apetece alguna para relajaros después de tanto trabajo.

(Por cierto, si todavía las podéis encontrar, me encantaron La isla mínima, Boyhood y Relatos Salvajes).

Effie Gray

Effie Gray (2014)
Effie Gray (2014)

Director: Richard Laxton, Writer: Emma Thompson, Stars: Dakota Fanning, Emma Thompson, Tom Sturridge

Los comentarios no son muy buenos, y lo cierto es que las actuaciones son algo irregulares (Dakota Fanning tiene la edad adecuada para la historia al principio pero quizás no después), pero la historia en sí me resultó fascinante, ya que está basada en algo que fue en un escándalo en su época, pero que se me había pasado por alto. John Ruskin, un famoso crítico de arte inglés, se casa con un chica escocesa, mucho más joven que él. La familia de ella vive en la casa que había pertenecido al abuelo materno de Ruskin, que se suicidó (y por eso el resto de la familia no visita) y ella está encantada de mudarse a Londres y vivir una vida más excitante. Lo que no se espera es tener que compartir casa con los padres de su marido (Juliette Walters es maravillosa como la madre dominante y protectora), ni que el marido la ignore completamente y no demuestre ningún interés por ella, ni emocional ni sexualmente. Viajan, siempre por cuestión de estudios del marido, pero nada más. Conoce a Lady Elizabeth Eastlake (Emma Thompson que también escribió el guion) que se da cuenta de que algo no funciona en la relación, pero no de cómo están las cosas de verdad. Durante una visita a Escocia, el pintor pre-Rafaelita John Everett Millais les acompaña para pintar un retrato del marido y los dos se hacen amigos…Él está horrorizado por la forma en la que la trata su marido. Finalmente, después de cinco años del tal matrimonio, Effie decide ir a un abogado y cuando le cuenta que sigue siendo virgen, al final consigue la anulación, y luego se casa con John Everett Millais (y de hecho aparece en alguna de sus pinturas).

Effie Gray sketched by Millais
Effie Gray sketched by Millais

La película está bien ambientada, es bella (hay muchas obras de arte, hermosos paisajes y visitan Venecia), pero si no os interesa el tema…

Mr Turner

Mr Turner
Mr Turner

Y siguiendo con el tema de la pintura, ví Mr Turner

Director: Mike Leigh, Writer: Mike Leigh (screenplay), Stars: Timothy Spall, Paul Jesson, Dorothy Atkinson

Esta película ilustra el último cuarto de la vida de J. M. W. Turner, un pintor inglés, que además de ser justamente conocido por sus pinturas (especialmente sus escenas marinas), tiene a su nombre una serie de museos por toda Inglaterra. Y el Turner Prize, el premio que lleva su nombre es uno de los más prestigiosos premios artísticos (si no el más) del país. Para más conexión con la otra película, hay una escena en la que Tuner va a visitar a los Ruskin, los padres de John, y aunque John allí es much más joven, ya se dedica a hablar de arte. Y la familia compra uno de los cuadros de Turner, aunque lo cierto es que aparecen como unos pedantes de cuidado.

Mr Tuner ha ganado muchos premios (BAFTAS, Timothy Spall el premio a la mejor interpretación en Cannes, varios premios Europeos) y en mi opinión se los merece. Es una película hermosa, especialmente si os gusta la pintura, y a la vez muy humana. Turner era un genio de la pintura, pero el film no lo presenta precisamente como un gran ser humano. Depende de su padre, se desentiende de su familia (está casado y tiene dos hijas pero no vive con ellas y mantiene una relación más que distante con ellas), tiene una relación con la criada, solo sexual, y ni siquiera se molesta en decirle dónde está viviendo o con quién. Eso sí, conoce a una mujer en Margate, que le alquila una habitación, y cuando se queda viuda la cosa va a más entre ellos, y esta relación es extrañamente tierna.

Pero su pasión por la pintura, su orgullo por su obra (que se empeña en no vender para donárselo al público Británico), el retrato de la sociedad y los personajes de la época, y la gran actuación de Timothy Spall (siempre impecable) la hace totalmente recomendable. Es larga, lenta y pausada, pero si os atrevéis, no creo que os arrepintáis.

The Imitation Game (El código enigma) 

The Imitation Game 2014
The Imitation Game 2014

Creo que El código enigma es el título traducido.

Director: Morten Tyldum, Writers: Andrew Hodges (book), Graham Moore (screenplay), Stars: Benedict Cumberbatch, Keira Knightley, Matthew Goode

La película es una biografía de Alan Turing, el creador de la máquina que consiguió descifrar el famoso enigma, la máquina codificadora que los alemanes usaron durante la Segunda Guerra Mundial. Es uno de los padres de los ordenadores modernos, ya que para resolver el código,  construyó una máquina con un equipo de colaboradores, que sería una de las precursoras de los ordenadores de hoy en día.

No sé cómo de ajustada es la película a la vida de Alan Turing, aunque los detalles son correctos, y presentan a un hombre extraño (si es como lo presentan allí parece que debió sufrir Asperger’s, uno de los síndromes dentro del espectro autista, en su caso de alto funcionamiento), con pocos amigos, obsesivo, sin ninguna gracia social, y con un cerebro diferente y extraordinario. Benedict Cumberbatch, que me encanta en Sherlock (de hecho de Sherlock me encanta todo) está fabuloso en el papel.

La película está bien hecha, todas las actuaciones son sólidas (ninguna puede comparárse con la de Cumberbatch, aunque el papel de Keira Knightley es de los más interesantes e ilustra perfectamente el lugar de las mujeres en la sociedad de la época. No es de extrañar que su personaje y Turing se entiendan, ya que son dos marginados e incomprendidos) y la historia y el personaje son fascinantes. Hoy en día, reflexionar sobre lo que le pasó a Turing, y cómo se le pagó por todos sus esfuerzos (ser homosexual no estaba muy bien visto en aquella época, y sólo recientemente se le perdonó oficialmente) hace que nos planteemos una vez más cómo de comprensiva y flexible es nuestra sociedad para con la gente diferente, quiénes son los raros de verdad y qué sería del mundo sin ellos.

Gracias a todos por leer, y si os ha interesado, ya sabéis, dadle al me gusta, comentad, compartid, y haced CLIC!

Books for Christmas Recommendations Reviews

Stuck on what to buy for Christmas? 2 Here some more recommendations.

Hi all:

As you’ll remember last week I brought you some of the books I had reviewed recently that I though you might find inspiring if you were looking for something to buy for your nearest and dearest (and of course, who’s nearest and dearest than your good selves?). As I’m a writer and an avid reader, I’ve always loved to have books as presents, so…

I started reviewing for BTS-e Magazine a few months back. The deal is that the reviews belong to the magazine although we can share bits of them and links. I’ve read now a few books and thought that although I wasn’t going to share the reviews (or only a bite-sound of it) you might find something interesting there. I’m also sharing the description of the books for more info.

Here is the link to the magazine where there are many more reviews (you can also click on the button down for up-to-date numbers of the magazine). Some of my reviews will be still pending, so consider this a preview:

For horror lovers:

The Devil's Woods by Brian Moreland
The Devil’s Woods by Brian Moreland

Fear wears many skins.

Deep within the Canadian wilderness, people have been disappearing for over a century. There is a place the locals call “the Devil’s Woods”, but to speak of it will only bring the devil to your door. It is a place so evil that even animals avoid it.

When their father’s expedition team goes missing, Kyle Elkheart and his brother and sister return to the abandoned Cree Indian reservation where they were born. Kyle can see ghosts that haunt the woods surrounding the village—and they seem to be trying to warn him. The search for their father will lead Kyle and his siblings to the dark heart of the legendary forest, where their mission will quickly become a fight for survival.

Just a snippet of my review:

Written in a direct style, with vivid descriptions that make you live the action, psychologically complex characters you get to care for and a good rhythm that never lets you off the hook.

And I did like it so much that I repeated with another one of the author’s books:

The Vagrants by Brian Moreland
The Vagrants by Brian Moreland

Beneath the city of Boston, evil is gathering.

Journalist Daniel Finley is determined to save the impoverished of the world. But the abandoned part of humanity has a dark side too. While living under a bridge with the homeless for six months, Daniel witnessed something terrifying. Something that nearly cost him his sanity.

Now, two years later, he’s published a book that exposes a deadly underground cult and its charismatic leader. And Daniel fears the vagrants are after him because of it. At the same time, his father is being terrorized by vicious mobsters. As he desperately tries to help his father, Daniel gets caught up in the middle of a war between the Irish-American mafia and a deranged cult of homeless people who are preparing to shed blood on the streets of Boston.

This is seriously scary read (and I love my horror!). Don’t say I didn’t warn you and come crying back to me!

Here a brief snippet of my review:

The story is shorter and tighter, graphically rendered and truly terrifying. Prepared to be scared.

If you like thrillers that keep you guessing:

In His Eyes by Nina Pierce
In His Eyes by Nina Pierce

*** SECOND PLACE WINNER in the suspense category of the 2014 INTERNATIONAL DIGITAL AWARDS ***

It’s always wonderful to be noticed … or is it?

To those around her, Maggie Callaghan appears to have the perfect life…a handsome husband, three beautiful children, and her own business. But beneath her thin veneer lies a dark past and self-doubts. When evidence of her husband’s infidelity surfaces, Maggie leases a cottage on the Maine coast and prepares for her inevitable divorce. But a serial killer is on the hunt–and he’s marked Maggie as his next victim. Now her beachside retreat is the focus of an undercover FBI investigation targeting the murderer who’s left a trail of bodies across two states. As lies and secrets are revealed, Maggie realizes her life depends on knowing who’s protecting her–and who’s got her in his sights.

I must admit this books wrongfooted me from the very beginning. It is written in a very intriguing way, and it goes to show how point of view can be put to excellent use.

A brief extract from my review:

Red herrings, confusing clues and creepy guys with secret identities will keep you guessing throughout. A gripping read.

And, if you need something gentle and relaxed for all ages try this romance:

Firecracker Queen by Cat Shaffer
Firecracker Queen by Cat Shaffer

A NEXT DOOR Category Romance

How can one small town cause Betsey Jones such big problems?

Betsey Jones has one simple desire: to spend a peaceful summer in her hometown of Milford Falls, Michigan, while she decides what to do with the rest of her life. But Betsey hadn’t figured on being blackmailed into competing in the Miss Firecracker contest, mentoring a teen who didn’t want a faux big sister or coming face to face with Quentin Hayes, the cocky jock from her high school years.

Quent knew his editor wasn’t happy with him, but he never expected to be banished to Milford Falls to report on a beauty pageant as punishment. Once there he realizes his past wasn’t quite as he remembered it, Betsey is far different than the usual beauty queen wannabe and that everything he’s always wanted may not be what he really needs.

Although it’s set during the summer, I think it might be the ticket for Christmas when sometimes things can get quite stressful. No big surprises, just a gentle ride, full of characters you’d like to have as neighbours in real life.

Comfortable as an old pair of slippers….It will make you smile but it won’t rock your world.

I hope you might find something of interest to yourself or one of your loved ones. But don’t worry, I’ll keep bringing you more ideas and suggestions on Fridays. 

Thanks to all the authors who’ve worked so hard to bring us these awesome books, and thanks to you for reading. And you know the drill: like, share, comment and CLICK!

Ah, and as a bonus, you’ll have noticed Sally Cronin kindly featured one of my selected carols in one of her posts in the series of the 12 days of Christmas. When reading the comments I remembered this parody of the 12 days of Christmas by Frank Kelly (Father Jack in the series Father Ted). I had to share. It always makes me howl with laughter. Do click!


The First Day of Christmas – With special guests and trivia.

Thanks to Sally for having me as one of her Festive guests in the 12 Days of Christmas celebration, especially next to the wonderful Reading Ape! Cheers! Or Fum, fum, fum!