For a start, the real protagonist is not the princess. Speaking of a witch, very different from those we are accustomed to, and that is, the term “Witch” est. Cosas that (I) spend. August was a month eternal in the that I did so many things that I hardly remember or, better said, I remember them as if they had been lived by another person. The same thing happens to me with books that I devoured during those thirty-one days, I seem incredibly distant. Still in Lanzarote on holiday and as I don't believe in the concept of summer reading I started to read a Continent of the Wild. Europe after the Second World War of Keit Lowe. This essay was on my reading list for years and I really wanted to get with him. Animation, fantasa pica, science fiction and horror, the dragons cinematogrficos have been in all kinds of films, of which we selected 20 in this. As the expectations of the load the devil, the trial of Lowe was a disappointment. It is a book aburridisimo because Lowe is repeated a lot. In addition, and this may be a problem only mine, almost everything that has Lowe had already read the best writing in the Land of Blood of Timothy Snyder, and Europe in ruins by Hans Magnus Enzensberger. In Continent Wild what I have been most interested in is the history of Greece after the war and the civil conflict that took after, the history of Romania and the struggles partisan in the baltic countries, to try to prevent the soviet domination. The reflection that I take away from this book is, once again, that we are some naive, some are stupid when we think to be saved from the total destruction of our lives as we know them. We do not know the history and we got movies good against evil that they lose because they are defeated, when the reality is that what happened after World War II was terrible and everything they did people like us, normal people. Massacres, expulsions, separations, cruelties extreme committed in times of peace, ending the war. We believe we're better, more civilized and we are not. We live in a bubble and we are unable to imagine all the security that we take for granted is fragile as a bubble of soap. Lowe explains this very well in the introduction. Imagine a world without instructions. It is a world in which borders between countries seem to have dissolved, leaving a single infinite landscape where people travel looking for communities that no longer exist. There are no longer governments, either at national level or even local. There are No schools, nor universities, nor libraries, nor files, nor access to any kind of information. There are No cinemas or theatres, nor since then television. No trains, or motor vehicles, no telephones or telegrams, or post office, or communication of any kind except that which is transmitted through mouth-to-mouth. Law and order are virtually non-existent, because there is no police force, no justice. In some areas no longer seem to have a clear sense of what is right and what is wrong (. Women of the classes and ages prostitute themselves in exchange for food and protection. There is No shame or morality. Only survival". And they were people like us. Like us. The grinding stone of Margaret Drabble is an acquisition of the Book Fair. Published in 1. 96. London. It tells the story of Rosamund, a young student of the humanities, embarked on a thesis on the sonnets, supporters of isabel, who gets pregnant without planning and how he spent his life from then on. Download Divx See You In Valhalla (2015) Full Lenght here. The best thing about this novel and more in this time of exaltation absurd of motherhood and extremism on the wisdom that, allegedly, provides to have children, is that there is in it neither the slightest hint of mystical motherly. The protagonist is facing his maternity without dramatismos or exaltations, organizes his life against the small details that not even you think when you have children and are, in the end, the ones that make a real difference. Rosamund represents, for me, the absolute normality of motherhood, it is a book that places the fact of having children in their place. I was going to say that the floor of the altar in which our society has placed it but it is not that, the book is 1. Amazingly we have gone behind, we came from a reality motherly tangible and everyday and what we have done has been aupar motherhood to an altar, half-way between the sect and the world of the unicorns. There is an honesty brutal and without contrivance in the entire novel talking about motherhood. There were all the riots, and I was surprised to not feel anything in common with any of those women; I was surprised that I would be just as unpleasant to their vision and feel there is a weird, an outsider, and, however, was one of them, I also was so, for the first time in my life I was trapped in a human limit, and I was going to have to learn to live within him." Highly recommended, in addition, to explore London in the sixties, before it was taken over by the Russian millionaires. On the way to San Vicente de La Barquera I stopped in Valladolid to eat and there compréPyongyang of Guy Delisle . What I read of the jerk, one morning, while waiting for my teenagers to wake up from their eternal sleep and loved it. Delisle travels to Pyongyang to work as director of scenes in an animation project, and, in spite of living in a bubble for foreigners, manages to do a portrait of the society, the environment and the lives of the koreans. Everything is so surreal that no doubt of its likelihood: the extreme cult of the leader, the obedience of extreme shortage of goods of first necessity, given the existence of projects megalomaniacs with no sense of the horror of the koreans, the absolute submission. Delisle tells it with humor and without fear because, obviously, you know that you can get out of there. Check out this comic. Where are we going to dance this evening , Javier Aznar. This book came into my hands, sent by the author and with a beautiful dedication. Javier, known in the network as The guardian between the rye, writes columns for years in ELLE and other publications. This book collects some of his columns and other little tales, anecdotes and cartoons.