Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Tomo YA - Act II


Avevo accennato in un post precedente di una iniziativa finalizzata a raccogliere fondi per gli adolescenti affetti dallo tsunami in Giappone...
La scadenza per la partecipazione era il 15 agosto. Diciamo che ce l'ho fatta, ma che ci sono arrivata per il rotto della cuffia, come si dice.
Ho avuto l'ispirazione il venerdi sera, e il sabato ho lavorato a una fiction per 5 ore di fila, cercando di finire dopo 3000 parole.
Bene, l'ispirazione mi abbandona proprio nelle ultime 500 parole e non torna. Proprio non torna.
L'indomani, domenica, tra una capatina in spiaggia e una visita a Aka Renga spero di trovare l'ispirazione che mi serve per completare il finale e inviare la mia partecipazione.
Nulla, mi rendo conto che ormai la mia storia potrebbe benissimo allargarsi a diventare un romanzo vero e proprio e quindi il limite di 3000 parole non mi basta piu'. Avrei bisogno di almeno altre 3000 parole!!!
Il lunedi mattina, giorno della scadenza, cerco comunque di terminare il progetto, voglio in ogni caso provare...e anche perche' ormai che ho passato due giorni a rimuginare, come minimo vado fino in fondo. 
Email inviata. Poco soddisfatta del risultato, ma comunque contenta di averci provato.
Ecco l'inizio :
"He had moved to Japan just few weeks before for his mother's job, a multinational company's executive, but for Luca it seemed it has been thousands of years ago. He missed his school friends, his friends from the neighborhood. He parted from Catania, his home town ideally cast between the sea and a active volcano, without a proper good-bye, without knowing when and if he would return.
Well, he would see things under a different light in ten years, but that, Luca didn't know yet. He was only 17, and at that age moving to another country, another continent even, meant the end of the world. "

E ora speriamo bene.

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I mentioned a while ago about an initiative aimed to collect funds in favor of the teens affected by the Tsunami in Japan….

The deadline for participation was August 15th. Let's say I made it, but I made it by the skin of one's teeth, so to speak.
I got an inspiration on Friday night, and on Sunday I worked on a fiction for 5 straight hours, trying to finish by 3000 words.
Right, inspiration leaves me just 500 words from the end, and it doesn't come back. It doesn't at all.
The following day, Sunday, throughout swinging by the beach and showing up at Aka Renga, I hope I will get that inspiration I need to finish and send my participation.
Nothing, I realize also that my story now could become a proper novel, and the 3000 words limit is too stringent. I would at lest need 3000 more words!
On Monday morning, the deadline day, I try anyway to finish my project, I want to try no matter what….also because by then I had spent two days thinking, so I have to go all the way now.
I sent the email. Not so satisfied by the result, but happy for trying.
Here goes the first paragraph:
"He had moved to Japan just few weeks before for his mother's job, a multinational company's executive, but for Luca it seemed it has been thousands of years ago. He missed his school friends, his friends from the neighborhood. He parted from Catania, his home town ideally cast between the sea and a active volcano, without a proper good-bye, without knowing when and if he would return.
Well, he would see things under a different light in ten years, but that, Luca didn't know yet. He was only 17, and at that age moving to another country, another continent even, meant the end of the world. "

Now let's hope for good.


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