Archery Hunting Colorado Felony

Character of the Week: Rafa (" The Relative Black ")

Tightness In The Left Arm And A Rapid Heart Beat

Chronicle 1 ª KDD Multiversera Part 3

On Sunday we got up early, enlivened by a serenade that could be heard from the balcony, the hostel had a kitchen, where breakfast, and also had a salon, where we merge it after breakfast. The living room was larger than the Entrelíneas and without pillars in the middle, bright and comfortable armchairs. They did the signing session, I was hoping they would not ask any firm, but no luck and had my Ana Nanoedición: Too Far (is cutest! Did not you print?) And Null also threatening me out his copy of Pumpkins: Scissors . There was no cop-out so I spent some time thinking what the hell to, yes, with affection, and finally got to write a few sentences, is not it much, but I think I'm getting better.

The rest of the people signed as true professionals:

Between signing and signing, I told Manchi nocturnal adventures, some of which had drunk and had left extraños mensajes en el foro. Manchi lo negó todo con vehemencia y señaló a Viento acusadoramente y a Landy con gesto acusador mientras Null, esa chica con apariencia de angelito inocente, le pedía una firma para su Tijeras. Los chicos lo negaron todo y se encogieron de hombros y,  cuando tuvo el libro firmado en su poder, Null admitió que no es tan angelito como parece y dejó las dotes detectivescas de Manchi por los suelos.

Después intenté dejar un mensaje en El Multiverso con el pc de Manchi, pero era muy complicado, al menos no lo rompí. También me metieron mucha prisa mientras escribía, porque habíamos quedado en algún sitio. Salimos del hostel and, of course we wanted to get into the can of sardines ... say, the elevator, go down the stairs.

The stairs of the hostel are broader than the elevator, the old wooden steps marked by the imprint of many years of heavy traffic but perfectly clean, shiny and waxed. We descended carefully, one step after another when, on landing, I hear a blow to my back, come back and see me lying on the ground Winter. No, no photo of it: (nothing happened, calm, was only a vile attempt by the stairs to grab the spotlight.

In the street is a lovely day, sunshine, hot weather. We decided not to enter the subway, named by my peers as "The Labyrinth of the Minotaur" and we were walking to the meeting point when we wondered why not catch a day like Saturday. At the point where we meet with Leo, Almu and evil and decided to return to breakfast. EVIL tried again to take us to where we suspected that posh coffee gave commission but it was full too and someone suggested going to McDonalds where there was room for everyone! We sat there, he was fine and began to prattle on endlessly. We talked about books, writers, books, took the opportunity to Erein invited himself to house for failures (^ ^) and we laughed a lot while floating in the air and the smell of farewell.

was already the end, after that a few had to leave for the airport and the other we were just a couple of hours, was then when, before leaving the McDonald EVIL told me not to enter the service there, to do so in the Fnac ... I, innocent me, I ignored him to go wrong, in front of McDonalds had the first emotional farewell and we were Erein, Landy, Invi, Scarlet, EVIL and I, we went to the Fnac.

services were up and, of course, before going had to go through all the plants and go round and round, I was already desperate when we got up, I'll get y. .. a beep sounds. Try to enter y. .. another beep sounds, a guard in there looking at me directly and I approach him without understanding what happens. I take my books and shops but none of them is what pita, take my bag, not pita, then the bag ... Backpack is what pita: (start to take things, but the man is desperate and I said no, that enter and exit and then I recorded. Seat and ran to the bathroom at last! When I go out and Invi Scarlett have left already, in a hurry and unable to leave, then discover the wonders of the Fnac bath: a lababo fashion that has no way to sink because it is square and flat and, above all, an apparatus for drying hands is superfashion! The bad time before entering was worth it. Ah! And out of the bag did not whistle Fnac, this was just a trap for the unwary that rise to the bathroom ¬ ¬

stayed Landy, Erein EVIL and I and we went to eat at a place that makes fried chicken . Landy did not know where it had been, since the level of chatter of the three is very big, but he kept the guy. We convinced him to present himself to the pumpkins. We ended the KDD very optimistic about this call, Convinced that we will get all of us and our friends!: I Erein, Manchi, Null, Adri, Landy, Invi, Leo, Pegleg ... (Advertising so on: I take to remember that nothing goes into the Pumpkins: Death , where they have chosen a lot of good authors and, besides, also comes a story of mine. Calm is short and you can also after reading campion to get involved with Leo gore: p). We also discussed the challenge of Theseus (newly called, participate!), Project (Per) versions, which had no Erein issue and suggested me one and well, all contests in which we present in general.

After dinner we went and for the metro, where we said goodbye and Xa and Erein Landy and I went to the bus station, chattering endlessly. We arrived just in time and we parted there. I got on the bus. Starting soon, I took Textures Fear bag and opened it. I moistened the eyes. I tried to read but I was excited so I looked out the window, we left the city. And then I saw how a single tear escaped his left eye and ran down her cheek ... (No joke to lighten the emotional moment, it really happened that way.) I was all the way back very cute, reading and recalling equal parts. The trip was uneventful ... Well, now I remember at the stop halfway done by little I'm wrong bus and back pa Madrid, but I realized in time.

Ains! I had a great, guys! How I long to do another KDD!

The photos accompanying this post and the two previous are: Ana Morán, María Eijo, Diana Muniz and Sergio Macias.

No Period And Lots Of Cervical Mucus

Character this week: Camila ("Gray")

Homemade Graduation Centerpiece Ideads

Chronicle 1 ª KDD Multiversera, Part 2

Textures Presenting Tales of Fear and inhuman.

After delivery of T-shirts and officially looked like a cult and we all went to the Entrelíneas to view the presentation. Vilar-Bou, who presented his book by Leo should be thinking "where did I get" or "I want to go home, well, the latter taking account of the whispers and the exchange of pages that were on one side to another, sure Leo also was thinking.

We soon arrive, Between the Lines is a fairly small, full of bookshelves, some tables and a enoooorme pillar in the middle of the room, we sat quickly before more people arrived and took away the site and there at last! I heard about the evil plans to sabotage ... I say, encourage the submission. The girls took a battery of questions prepared and, while some improvised MAL, got blank pages why? asked me, but the answer came with the green marker Erein. Iban to make signs! "Signs of support? Of course!

But the main course was even more special, the sheets were passed each other, all motivadísimos, waiting, then there was doubt, that if prior to the submission not that if in the middle either, that if there were waiting for so many people, better if the door ... but we will discuss that later.

The presentation was given by Nachob do not know if you have video of it, but we do have photos

More or less my point of view, although picture is not mine, the wall of the right is the pillar that said before. Are Nachob, Leo, Veronica Leonetti (illustrator of stories treatment) and Vilar-Bou which is not seen much.

The master of ceremonies

Another photo of the authors

The public delivered:

start the

uncomfortable questions

was also uncomfortable questions for Vilar-Bou

We have always suspected the divinity of Leo

More or less you can have an idea for the photos, at first I read like a lamb to the slaughter would be thinking: "I will kill you, kill you ..." Well, no, Leo would think: "I gutted on a carpet of Indian motives full of ants and I threw up and without a calculator!" (Ah what you have not yet read "Textures of fear?" Well, you delay: p) and Vilar-Bou seemed calm but sure you would be wondering if the strange people with black shirts would be dangerous.

The presentation was very good, it was time for a nap and I worried about falling asleep (remember that the penalty had to sleep on the bus and be rolling over from seven in the morning, not that I usually sleep in the presentations as a routine, but the truth is that suddenly turn off the lights is not much help) but it was not, was very pleasant and interesting. First presented Nachob Vilar's book-Bou and then Leo, questioned him for three, then began a round of questions with the devoted audience in which there was no attempt to unnerve the authors nor uncomfortable asking questions, of course everything was very relaxed, as seen in the photos. One thing that struck me were the stories that close the last two anthologies. In Textures of fear is "Basilio Figueroa", in Tales inhuman "The labyrinth of the spider." The thing is that the authors talked about these stories as if they were something special, not necessarily the best but the most personal of anthologies and it caught my attention because the two books seem very different and yet the most personal story both are placed last. I do not know, I sounded like the author wants to assert, that the reader is left with the feeling that he is saying, "Yes, this is me" to close the book. I did not ask, these are all my ramblings, but it's something that caught my attention.

After the presentation I bought the book I read, so I signed it. Anyway, he doubted if buy it or not, because I do not like terror (yes, innocent reader, that what Basilio Figueroa is a romance novel was just a deliberate attempt to annoy Leo) and Leo also gets a few scenes. .. unpleasant, and I am very apprehensive about certain things. Of course, I also felt very proud of him and wanted to read it as they had done all that and dedicate it to me! So I finally bought it. Vilar's book-Bou did not buy it, I got the money for both: (

For presentation Neither joined us, when I saw it I remembered that I had left her book (Ni, seriously, is very popular short story: p) in the hostel. Despite being the founder of Biwi, soon joined the evil plans of Nema and EVIL left us hear the music would sound in the background. We talked for a while as Erein investigating where the service was, informed me that it was going down the narrow stairs and there I went. By the way I saw Nachob, the master of ceremonies. I knew a Nachob Internet from a lot of years ago, when the two passed by Ociojoven, and was eager to meet and greet ... but did not dare. First I hesitated, but then I I said, 'You are stupid, Pa'lante "and before he had time to repent introduced myself (with Solharis not dare, that two and was much and because I was not sure who he was. I'm sorry, Solharis! (To see if the next). Nachob is so nice in person and online and we talked for a while and discussing with Leo and Vilar-Bou on methods of writing. A-Bou Vilar not dared to tell me that I was the crazy woman who had assaulted by FB asking: "Why do I have you added?" That would not mean any harm, if he knew it was for before and did not remember ...

One of the things I I noticed this KDD is that I have to have a reputation for Internet edge and grumpy impressive, come on, that the nickname I have for Raetenmeyer was justified. Posting trying to be diplomatic: "There goes, what she said!" "Me?" What? "If I have been diplomatic ..." (It was diplomacy, really). Then try to encourage wind and what I do is acojonar: s And it's not my intention, but I get this: s On the way back emparanoyé me thinking that maybe I pressed too hard and that I must be very heavy ... but hey, the paranoyas of a return journey and talk later.

Knight said it was his favorite correction is more nice! Ana instead kept messing with my attraction to the characters henpecked or psychopaths, as if only I liked the characters well, and no, I like normal characters, some, a few ...

We threw the Entrelíneas, moment of confusion. Where is Leo? Where is the command Nema? We do it outside. Outside it rains. Missing people. Where Next? Well, then. Will in the end you do not. That yes, I see!

We left a brewery which was not far away, there Melkor had contacts and had us down a wide stairs to a basement much larger than the Entrelíneas and without pillars in the middle. Melkor there collusion set to music while they looked at each other. MAL was the one who saw the opportunity and quickly went to the closet from which came the music and seized him, the first notes began to sound. Called Leo, who knew well what was going on and then put on a startled fawn.

Is this for me?

Citing Erein: Textures

fear = 14 euros
pizzas = 8 euros
mientars Leo's face we sang, priceless

After the peak of night, people scattered them a bit, some went to the hostel to drop your bags, others looking for a cashier, I say go for dinner, or to order pizza and bring them to us there was still raining. In the end the winning option was not to move much and stay there., Pizza while waiting EVIL gossip was telling us Johnny Depp and someone I did not know but from then it was traumatic. There was also talk of blue velvet pajamas and varied themes, the usual among writers. People who had left returned and the arrival of the pizzas was celebrated by all.

The pizzas were a hit

I was tired, very tired. If I am already too old for these jogs. Then suggested people go to the hostel but it was too late. We said goodbye to the locals and we went there, the plan was to sit in a chat room, we had not just spoken (ahem) all day, but do not know why we did not. What happened was that they got everyone in a room to gossip y. .. I do not know what happened because I was so tired that I slept. Yes, everyone is surprised that I missed the gossip session but then I fell asleep and I found out when people entered or left the room, or the serenade that were giving out, I believe in dreams I did hear the Bry coup was to get out of the litter, but everything is confusing. The next day they told me what had happened, apparently Manchi got drunk and Null, which until then had a reputation for good, used to catch him and put the computer to hack. Naturally, Manchi Null denied everything and tried to convince us that she is good ... but I tell it better in the third.

Cool Cats

I add the lyrics of the song, at the request of Moses.

I want to be commercial

ohhhh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ohhh I

be commercial ...

Go, go Biwi

will

Criticame already

Go, go Biwi, va.

criticism but I do not

awards, but succeed.

What I want is finally published.

and win more ...

Ya, ya, ya

and win more ...

finally publish

do not want a Nobel, not a Nadal.

What I want is to brag and show off. Being

commercial ... Ya, ya, ya business Be

...

I have a book, you want to read it, you know you want ..

read

I have a chocolate, which teaches

abdominal

Sex and love is very original

The handsome guy always wins in the end

and evil laughs with

Muajajá

Oh oh ohhhh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ohhh I be commercial

ohhhh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ohhh I

be commercial ...

Go, go go

Biwi Criticame and,

Go, go Biwi, va.

critical but

to win prizes not live badly

But Meyer has not ever wins

nah And look at her

AH AH AH YOU Look!

As we succeed

psychopaths and our art is never understood

will come ... Ah ah ah will come.

I have a book, you want to read it, you know you want ..

read

I have a chocolate, which teaches

abdominal

Sex and love is very original

The handsome guy always wins in the end

and evil laughs with

Muajajá

ohhhh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ohhh I want to be commercial

ohhhh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ohhh I

be commercial ...

Go, go go

Biwi Criticame already

Go, go Biwi, va.

critical but

Co co mercial mercial

Biwi NEMA what else gives you

Co co mercial mercial

Biwi NEMA what else gives you

Co co mercial mercial

Biwi NEMA what else gives you

Co co mercial mercial

You've callao mouth, baby / e

Public

me is what I have

Post I is what I do

Just leave, which I'll get along ... you let me

IS WHAT I WANT TO BE!

IS WHAT I WANT TO DO!

IS WHAT I WANT TO BE!

WANT TO BE SHOPPING!

WANT TO BE SHOPPING!

I have a chocolate, which teaches

abdominal

Sex and love is very original

The handsome guy always wins in the end

and evil laughs with

Muajajá

Oh oh oh oh ohhhh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ohhh I be commercial

ohhhh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ohhh I

be commercial ... oh ohhhh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ohhh

I want to be commercial ...

Go, go go

Biwi Criticame already

Go, go Biwi, va.

critical but

How Often Should You Get Brazilian Wax

Chronicle the 1 ª KDD Multiversera

I had it all ready, prepared food had left, my sister was left with "children", the backpack was ready, full of warm clothes because I had said it was very cold in Madrid, but ultimately decided to take some of her clothes to make room for book of the Ni ( The choice of death) not exactly a book of micro. I decided to take just that and ( Per) Versions folktales, which shows many multiverseros, because anyway it's likely that I forgot to ask for final signatures. Would travel at night and my intentions were trying to sleep, thinking back to buy Textures fear, the book of Ignacio Cid, who made the effort to convince the publisher to make a presentation on the KDD so we could fuck ... I mean ... be there and cheer.

Surprisingly, the trip was uneventful, even I could sleep a little and I was cold. He wore a vest, another cotton and wool jersey that I have more fat, a neckerchief and coat that I did not need to cover myself in the bus, also wore the hat and gloves in the bag, fully prepared for the cold of Madrid. I got to the quarter past seven, the famous cold of Madrid does not appear anywhere so the first thing I did was take off my vest and put it under pressure in the bag. I went down the subway and I wanted to go to a locker, but no, only machines, asked then information and a very nice guy took pity on my face "I have penalty to intelligence" and escorted me to the machine and gave him all the buttons to get the ticket, I also said the season had to do transfer to the airport.

I had a brief moment of confusion, not knowing which way to go walk was when I realized: no matter! The line was circular and out of anywhere, end up getting to my destination. There were no problems for transhipment at the airport, arrived in time to pick up Ana arrived at eight-thirty.

Everything seemed simple, the last stop Metro, a tiny place with only one possible way out, that there was no plane of Gijon in the information panels did not bother me, of course did not know what flight came from or which company, or if at the end or out of Gijón another town nearby, or if there caught a plane made a stopover and came from another site ... "I said as I have no phone?

The eight and a half and there I was, stiff as a stick, watching people walk out the door, but Anne did not appear. At eight forty-five I took a walk around the area, if had happened and had not seen. The nine, I lean on a pillar. Nine and ten, I'm on the floor is cold. Nine-fifteen, another walk, locate booths. Nine and twenty, I take my coat. Nine and twenty, I wonder if Manchi and Bry be able to fly, if I have been mistaken by day, city, if all will not have been more than a joke ... I remind myself that wind comes at ten and has to go through that door, I say to wait until ten o'clock and time, if anyone, will begin to call, try not to think that I have passed false phones ...

Nine and thirty-five Yes! Manchi and Bry are! You can not imagine the joy you gave me to see them! They told me the problemas de Ana con el avión, que vendría pero más tarde y decidimos desayunar mientras esperabamos a Viento, hablando sin parar de literatura, proyectos y cotilleos varios de Unos y otros, ya sabéis.

En la cafetería del aeropuerto

Viento llegó a su hora y Manchi se sorprendió de que fuera alto (es lo que tiene aparecer en las fotos agachado junto a la pequeña Lluvia gris) Viento se ofreció a quedarse en el aeropuerto esperando a Ana y nosotros volvimos al metro para llegar a.. donde fuera que hubisemos quedado al final., yo dejé que fueran Manchi y Bry los que guiaran, que ellos están acostumbrados al metro Barcelona and was informed of the differences with the Madrid metro and integrated notes there are truly integrated. We arrived without problems and still talking, of course, our destination. Exit the Metro ... raining. Does anyone not expected? What is a KDD without rain? These hours standing in the middle of a square would not be the same if not rain at all KDD.

We met Leo and Almu, Erein and Nulli, Erynus and Gema, Julius, what a pity you could not stay longer! MAL appeared. It was the time of the presentations, reunions, hugs, kisses, to ask for the missing, that call Erein Leo idiot, stupid and retarded in the same minute and hardly breathing. It was also the time that Bry, Erein, Null and gathered MAL mail secrets to the worried look of Leo, I tried to stick the ear, but it was useless. "You are Biwi, was" said to me, and my face looks fawn that I get as good as that of Leo and no pity on me (of course now that I think, also felt sorry for Leo). ;

Someone proposes a coffee, the MAL we want to take a place where ... superfashion do not fit. We return to the subway to spend the hostel and leave backpacks, that party is a bit confusing, I remember talking a lot with people, get on the subway, go two stops, get out, get to the hostel, go into the tiny elevator, leave the backpack, keep talking non-stop decide to leave the books there since the plan was to return after the filing of Leo to make a cake and signing session, then remember those who wait at the door in the rain and down some stairs dangerous (even in chronic methodological stairs: p) while we were still talking and we remembered those who had not been able to come and we missed: Marae, Sammy, Adu, Adri, storytellers, Kenneth ... and many more.

We walk

the rain, we stood in the rain, enter and exit the subway, he turned to the idea of \u200b\u200ba coffee, do not know why we were still standing in the middle of a square, but there was a reason.

winter approached, but did not know why the subway door would so with Iulius and the EVIL we went to watch the other door while the bulk of the group stayed in the other, the fact that we did not know what Winter would look when he came out did not seem important, there stood a boy approached us trying to sell a ring and found that LAM is almost as nosy as me and we could get to talk and talk and talk without stopping, poor Iulius not seem nosy but we try to update it. After Leo came telling us that they had decided to wait in a cafeteria, because Winter did not arrive. Upon entering the cafeteria, the girls were gossiping at bajini and glancing at Leo, not wanting to share information

¬ ¬

Then came the winter, which thankfully Scarlett with him because we had to see us all in the street jumping and waving his arms (no, no photo of it: () without him noticing. It was Iuls (soon!) and Ana wind came We were going to eat. I'm back thing a bit confusing, Melkor came to Ohnaka (I think, I was unclear who was a friend) came Caballero, Magnus and Laura and the tall guy who can not remember what it was called (sorry) and a bit later came Landy, Vilar -Bou and his friends (those it does not get to find out who they were).

As you can see by the photo, the food was a buffet that Melkor had booked, I had never eaten at a buffet, I see a long table and on and on and I walk up to the last corner and then I discover that should have brought the food before sitting down, not have to lift the whole row to exit. Anyway, at first many people missing and had much to talk, Anne, Queen of the Molasses, politely thanked me for correcting his novel.

and gave us the wonderful wind shirt Multiverse. (Moment bows on:) I did not expect at all that detail and I was thrilled. I've always been as independent and tend to flee from the labels to get from one place to another without belonging entirely to nowhere, I've never been t-shirts of my favorite bands, and things of that nature, as if one had the right to know what things I care really know me, I decide to tell ... and that moment when I saw the shirt and I felt so proud to belong to Multiverse, it's ... feeling that I know of life but in reality we have not seen before in chronic Hispacón remember I mentioned the fear that people gave me, but I'm not because I knew a few in person and you had not killed me or anything, but I had no fear, just looking forward to seeing you. Well, time off ribbons. I took off my jersey and I was all proud Wind shirt thank you very much! He was one of the most beautiful moments of the day. And although I like to put photos of me by there and it's something I've always avoided, and that shirt is worth it.

Now, when ribbons off .....

Well, I'm hanging it and hang it tonight and the presentation of Leo pull.

Thunderbird Tc For Sale

Character of the week: Camila ("That brought us together")

WRITTEN BY: RUIDOBLANCO86

Rsvp Wedding Card Wording Spanish

Referentes

do little more than a month I was reading This beautiful melody, Pedro Escudero and one of the things that struck me the book was how cultural references used to create a mental picture just to give the name of a character universally known. It is an action that caught my attention because it worked very well, had all the background of the character who uses his willingness to give his name only and allowed to shed micorrerlato anything superfluous to focus on the idea.

Triple Elvis - Andy Warhol

However, while I saw many possibilities for this way of using references, I also found a resource that could be problematic if the reader do not know the reference, because then all that assumes significance and the short story there may lose their meaning. Peter did very well because he played with well-known references, but in the Contest Micorrelatos I participated microstories've seen that I have come to understand why I was missing references. I like the action, provides a great complicity with the reader, but at the same time line between what can be known what is not fine. In the case of the short story must be set much because if not, you can lose the meaning of the story.

In long narratives is not the case, since references are not so active part of the story, but are more diffuse in the plot and the story might lose some if not known, but may continue making sense independently. Last week I read several stories with references, do not know whether by chance or because I'm closer to them now and I notice more when they appear. In one especially I thought the reference greatly enriched the story, using a reference film very clear, recreating the first scene of a famous movie and paraphrasing the voice of the narrator of this film. The author was not trying to hide the model, even the highlights and draws comparisons with the film, the narration of the story also takes place in flashback, the film, but the story that has nothing to do. I enanthic the formal game, the references and could not help but imagine the narrator with the face of William Holden, the story works well if you do not know the references, the story does not need them, but the game of complicity with the reader set thanks them.

In another story I'm reading I found a reference music and in this case the reference does not work as well as in the example above. In this case it was just a timely nod to the reader, than me, to admit, I pulled off the story, as if no table found me in that context.

The previous two were referring to enriched or harmed the story, but not really part of it, but you can also use the benchmark as the centerpiece of the plot, is what makes two friends of mine, who used celebrations cultural as Christmas or Valentine fantastic challenge yourself to write stories where traditions move their invented worlds. The set of references is the basis of these stories, where if you do not know the reference original you do not realize how they've played with them or re-reading you have done, but use well-known celebrations like Christmas, it's hard not knowing the reference, the reader can easily see the similarities and differences, complicity that occurs in this case between reader and author is total. An example is the story of Valentine's Ana Moran: His life in dreams

I rarely have used so explicitly referring, usually if there are small hints are trying not to draw too much attention, I refuse to play with the reader thinking that way again that it will not work in the possibilities it gives. Maybe it's time to get to experiment with it.

Doing Promotions For Alcohol

[short story] on the stairs

This is the second mic I have been involved in literary microjustas of which I spoke in the previous post. This time there has been and I've fallen off the lid, but at least I get the satisfaction of being able to tell a story with 49 words, which to me is a record.

micro

Some trivia: submitted to the contest which had the word "force" which now makes an "intensity" problems of the rush to hang up the mic and I did not take off the track, I spent all afternoon yesterday mulling over the damn word, ains.

The names of the characters are removed from the FB, the first two contacts that I left when I went to see the headlines.

I leave here.

on the stairs

Javier's heart should not make efforts and now pulsates with intensity. Third floor to the third party can get. Ana wanted to live in the room. Look up: sixteen steps, another effort just two installments. Upload.

collapses. Ana

the elevator door closes.

Pierre Roy - Danger dans l'Escalier

Funny Rehersal Dinner Wording

Recalling a. .. "Love Among Books"

This time, remember the first group who underwent foronovela in the late foronovelas forum. Started in 2004 and was released into cyberspace in 2005.

The idea began when Christian Meier and Sara Maldonado won in the category Diva Trouser and "virtual" at an awards ceremony "Acka." The decision was something outlandish. While Sara Maldonado foronovelas starred a couple of successful ("Sweet Revenge" by Emily and Lucy and their antagonistic "Gardenia, passion and obsession" Renzo), then, Christian Meier foronovela not starred any relevance. What happened is that the majority of votes came from forum which was very popular Christian Meier, and benefited from the free character of the method of voting.

then set out to write a foronovela Emili among all forum for that, somehow, to honor These award-winning artists. He immediately filed a select group of authors who gave their support to the project.

following people participated:

1) Emili Balaguer: foronovelas Author Catalan. His foronovelas have been based, in most cases, personal experiences and the underlying their foronovelas handsome. He has written more than 100 foronovelas alone, a record in foronovelas, and others in co-authorship with other authors.

2) Rocío Espejo: Forum Moderator Iran Castillo, which is a big fan. He has written three foronovelas, co-authored with Emili Balaguer. It is currently missing in cyberspace and there are few developments that we have. Its special feature was blind.

3) Lucia Santoli: Argentina This young student, who lives in Tablada, a city near Buenos Aires, Argentina. Is a fan of the Televisa-produced telenovelas, which shows his admiration for all foronovelas he writes. He has written four foronovelas: Call of the Soul and Sweet Revenge (authored by Emili Balaguer), Your love is my destiny, a love of soap opera and the lives of others. He also was the first webmaster of an online magazine that promoted the webnovela. Currently, gender is withdrawn from the foronovelas.

4) Diane Marie ("Dianamari): Better known in cyberspace as LJDiva half, by a little known band of the 1970s, the family is Greek and lives in Atlanta City, USA. He has written stories in English and Greek. His first foronovela in Castilian is called Love at First Sight, which was edited to the forum My Webnovela portal Univision.com. But perhaps the most successful has been foronovela Lorenza, seamstress, which was followed by several projects foronovelas period. He also managed A website dedicated to Rafael Rojas, his favorite actor. Currently lives in Cuernavaca, Morelos, Mexico, and participated sporadically in the literature portal "Edrielle, world of letters" with the name "Mari_Señorita_Elizalde."

5) Renzo ("renzoch): Born in Peru has long lived in the United States, and currently lives in Colombia, and is one of the pioneers in the internationalization of foronovelas. Manages blog Webnovela Girls "where he devotes considerable space to the girls he meets in the cinema, TV, magazines or the web.

6) Encarni Lozano ("Carni") from Spain, but long resident in Luxembourg. He has written this, this, this, his first foronovela, and disappeared from cyberspace. Currently, we do not know his whereabouts. She wrote the best (and most romantic) foronovela chapters.

7) Chat Gaspar Bulnes: De Chile, is fond of Mexican and Latin telenovelas in general. His most outstanding is Intertwined Souls, which ended with great success, and now preparing another project for the portal foronoveleros "Impact Channel" with the name "Gaspar Foronovelas 2010."

The story is rather simple, as it tells the story of the typical student who falls the teacher. There was nothing planned, rather, we got carried away by inspiration. When he finished the inspiration, then, between all agreed to complete.

"Love among book" told the story of Alejandra Valdivieso, a beautiful young girl with her sisters Julia and Patricia, attend a prestigious school in Barcelona, \u200b\u200bSpain, where they know love. Alejandra Mariano José falls in love with Azcarraga, the new Professor of Literature, who is married, while Julia falls in love with Lira Mauricio Hernandez, a scholarship boy, from a poor neighborhood of the city.

But also the webnovela show other couples and alternative situations that happened in the Institute. For example, there is the romance between the best friend of Jose Mariano with Alejandra's best friend, and we have to Reuben, the crafty professor of Physical Education, who seduces one of the students, without knowing it is his own daughter.

"Love between books" is a simple story, written without great pretensions, just make the reader enjoy reading, as the authors enjoyed writing it.

foronovela The success of this prompted other authors to write two other foronovelas group, so we must consider the valuable contribution that had "Love between books" in the world of foronovelas. The rest is for the story.

Finally, the foronovela was a forum for Geocities but due to the closure of the site, then created this forum Emili Network54. Enjoy also the female audience will enjoy sensual photos of handsome young men who inspired the foronovela (hehehehe):

http://www.network54.com/Forum/261856/