MY SOUL IS WHEREVER YOU ARE

MY SOUL IS WHEREVER YOU ARE

My soul is wherever you are is a striking phrase.

These words, uttered by a character in the story told, give the title to the book written by Aldo Cazzullo published by Mondadori.

More precisely, the full title is: My soul is wherever you are. A crime, a treasure, a war, a love.

A crime … as you know very well by now, I love reading books about crimes and once again I thank Monica for this read.

But if at the beginning the chapters chase each other along two parallel lines: time and investigation, soon the murder itself loses relevance compared to the story which, from a blurred background position, page after page becomes the protagonist.

A crime, a treasure, a war, a love.

War, as we know, is total destruction, and even in this case it annihilates humanity by provoking behaviour that nothing and no one will ever be able to erase.

So can my soul is wherever you are become a damnation?

While waiting for you to tell me your interpretation, I want to add that although the setting is Piedmont, I found myself reading a story that is the same story I heard as a child and that has always stuck with me: greed has the power to bring together people with completely different ideals.

Here then is the purpose of the treasure

Can you tell me of a treasure that has enriched you in a positive sense instead?

FAME D’ARIA – HUNGER FOR AIR

FAME D’ARIA – HUNGER FOR AIR

Fame d’aria – Hunger for air is the latest book by Daniele Mencarelli published by Mondadori.

Daniele Mencarelli has needed no introduction for a while now.

Fame d’aria – Hunger for air appealed to me because of the structure, the writing and the way in which in real time the reader gets the full load of the eighteen years of life with Jacopo.

Jacopo is not the main character; Jacopo is Peter’s son, Pete is a man.

I say just a man because that is what I thought as I got to know him one line after another.

Pete is not a superhero, he is not a champion, he is not even an example. Peter is simply a person, a human being, as are all those who try to behave in the right way against the waves of the storm that is life: an incessant and continuous lashing that hits inexorably.

Also for this reading I thank Monica, and then I also say thank you to Luciana for pointing me to the meeting with the writer organized by The Pleasure of Telling

In this way I was able to listen directly to Daniele Mencarelli’s words and find out how his need to tell this story came about.

About six years ago he met a Peter and began to put the pieces together, details that seem to have no importance until the accumulation becomes an element that turns into writing, thinking about how to translate a memory “saved with a name” as if it were a document that has the power to illuminate the path to which to give life.

The immersion inside a life that was not his own was brutal for Daniele Mencarelli; no frieze was allowed to hide the disfigurement that always had to prevail.

In this book the author shifted to the third person while always keeping the present tense because he likes to give the impression that the events happen as they are read because he feels they are less distant.

I must say that the goal was fully achieved because even me as a reader felt literally inside the story.

The novel has an antecedent: in 2000 while going for a beer, Peter meets Bianca. They recognize each other and it is love at first sight.

In 2023 Pietro is a 50-year-old man and his car breaks down in Molise, with him there isn’t Bianca, there is his son Jacopo who is 18 years old and unfortunately has very low-functioning autism.

The village where they stop to look for a mechanic: Sant’Anna del Sannio does not exist in reality although it resembles many places that each of us can identify.

Pete and Jacopo are headed to Puglia where Bianca is waiting for them to celebrate their 20th wedding anniversary.

The unexpected lasts three days and revolves around three characters: Oliviero the mechanic, Agata the bar owner, and Gaia. Thanks to her, we enter the father’s inner world and discover everything that families like theirs lack.

Basic seed: the scene as a moment of unveiling the human exactly as I was telling you about the Peter who I discovered while reading.

Daniele Mencarelli was born as a poet, poetry is able to name things, it captures the depth with respect to the scene. Narrative, on the other hand, is architecture of scenes that then takes the form of plot and psychological arc of the characters.

In fact, poetry should not be “strict poetic language,” but should live within the elements of the novel form.

Literature is a gesture that is meant to bear witness.

These words of Daniele Mencarelli find a particular embodiment in the book Fame d’aria – Hunger for air , I think.

But what struck me most was to learn about the author’s personal “hunger for air.”

Over-inked pages that give a sense of claustrophobia.

From this “hunger for air” literally comes the need to open up vertical spaces in the horizontal narrative.

The need to perceive much presence of white, that is, need to break the sentence and go to the head as if it were a need for air.

Reasoning as a poet in certain moments of the human you arrive with a broken speech. In the highest places of the human one arrives only with lyric.

A personal hunger for air.

How about you? When do you feel your hunger for air?

TUTTO CHIEDE SALVEZZA – EVERYTHING ASKS FOR SALVATION

TUTTO CHIEDE SALVEZZA – EVERYTHING ASKS FOR SALVATION

This book after Il colibrì – The hummingbird and Febbre – Fever closes Monica’s trilogy on the Strega Awards.

Everything calls for salvation: the title itself already contains a universe of considerations, yet it takes the reader where he would not have thought he would go.

Personally in life I learned early on the intensity of the brotherhood that is born in hospital rooms, when totally unknown people find themselves in close contact and the common condition of suffering cancels the standard paths of knowledge, making sure that within a few hours you find yourself catapulted into the lives of others in a strong and in many cases indelible way.

However, I had never known this type of department, and I am grateful to Daniele Mencarelli for all that he has taught me with his book.

Never look away, never avoid asking yourself the REASON for behaviors that we do not know how to explain, because there must always be a reason, even though, in the blindness of the standard modus vivendi, it is incomprehensible to most.

At the base of it all is suffering, and even more sensitivity. Extreme, in the purest and most intense state.

A sensitivity that finds no explanation in the cynical world and that, ignored, manifests itself in immobilizing forms, or, on the contrary, violent.

I was left with the desire to know what happens after those five days, not only to Daniele, but also to all the other characters, I would like to be able to read that each of them manages to solve the biggest dilemma: life.

I would like the salvation requested to be granted.

In fact, there is no madness without justification and every gesture that ordinary and sober people consider mad involves the mystery of an unprecedented suffering that has not been grasped by men.
Alda Merini

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