Este viernes 2 de marzo

a las 8pm

en la Plazuela El Recreo

será presentado

mi libro

MISHKY STORIES

en la I Feria Internacional del Libro de Trujillo

estarán en la mesa

Rony Vásquez Guevara (crítico y editor de la revista Plesiosaurio)

y Patrizio Córdova (editor de IncertidumbrEditores)

la música la pondrá Ethos Guitar Quartet

NO FALTAR!!!

GRACIAS A CARLITOS LAVIDA

POR EL ARTE DE PORTADA Y AFICHES!!!

Ethos guitar quartet tocando la noche de la presentacion de las Mishky Stories de Gonzalo Del Rosario en el segundo piso de El Romano

Trujillo 21-1-12

Dos notas de prensa aparecidas en el diario Correo La Libertad invitando a la presentación de las "Mishky Stories". La primera data del jueves 19 de febrero y fue publicada en la sección Primera Fila; la siguiente salió el viernes 20 de febrero en la página Universitaria.

Wena voz con el director, los editores y redactores amigos. Gracias por el apoyo.

MISHKY STORIES

de Gonzalo Del Rosario

presentación oficial este sábado 21 de enero

en el Museo Café-Bar

de la esquina de Independencia con Junín

8 pm

Ingreso Libre

tarán como presentadores

Carlitos Lavida y Fermina

y la participación musical

de Ethos guitar quartet

y Los tres árboles

luego todos al after party!

Una reseña

Fermina acaba de postear hace unos días esta reseña sobre mi nuevo libro "Mishky Stories". Chévere por la molestia.

Las Mishky Stories de Gonzalo del Rosario

No es la primera vez que les he comentado sobre los libros que por casualidades propias de las circunstancias llegan a mis manos, y tampoco es la primera vez que les he comentado sobre el autor Gonzalo del Rosario, natural de Trujillo y uno de los últimos escritores jóvenes que están apostando por la literatura como forma de vida, cosa bastante rara en el ámbito norteño, al menos.

En esta ocasión Gonzalo nos trae su última producción Mishky Stories, cuentos, o microrelatos que me parece la palabra más apropiada para encasillar literariamente este libro.

Mishky Stories es un libro de microrelatos que compila cuentos antes publicados tanto en la antología Generación DROG, el híbrido Losocialystones, junto a otras narraciones breves inéditas del autor.

El librillo, de más o menos 15cm de largo por 10 cm de ancho (algo como un tamaño A6), es una edición de bolsillo de la nueva editorial Incertidumbre Editores, de Trujillo, tamaño que considero bastante apropiado para llevar y traer en distintos modos y que también considero, aún con mayor énfasis, una ventaja para inmiscuir la literatura en más ámbitos, incluso en aquellos en donde un libro es considerado un artefacto de aburrimiento o de significancia nerd.

Cuentos como Rompimiento, Escribiente y Carroza están entre mis favoritos, y en donde se comprueba el gusto de Gonzalo por el humor negro y el sarcasmo a la hora de escribir, lo cual nos asegura por otro lado una lectura divertida y ágil.

En fin, Mishky Stories es un ejemplar de microficción de lectura bastante fresca, juvenil y creativa, recomendado para mayores de 15 años, y lo mejor, es la alegría de saber que el arte aún vive a pesar que el mundo esté por acabarse.

Felices fiestas!!

Antes que este buen 2011 culmine y nos caiga el fin del mundo, acaba de salir mi tercer libro:"Mishky Stories", bajo el sello de IncertidumbrEditores.

Son 23 microficciones en formato de bolsillo (15 cm x 10 cm). Algunas han sido publicadas en este blog, otras en revistas y antologías, además de las que siempre se quedaron en word y esperaban este libro para existir.

La ilustración de la portada estuvo a cargo de Calitox Lavida, solo que esta vez se eligió sobre material suyo previamente publicado.

Agradecimiento al editor Pato por la paciencia y los weos pa' sacar este tipo de rarezas.

Próximamente estaré anunciando la presentación, por lo pronto los puntos de venta en Trujillo son:

Librería Infolectura del Centro Cultural Los Tallanes (Jr. San Martín 455)

Librería Trujillo Lee (Jr. Bolognesi 387)

y pedidos al movistar:

949 506737

All alone,
It was always there you see.
And even on my own,
It was always standing next to me.

I can see it coming from the edge of the room.
Creeping in the streetlight.
Holding my hand in the pale gloom.
Can you see it coming now?

AAaaAAhhh...
I think I'm breaking down again...
AAaaAAhhh...
I think I'm breaking down...

All alone,
Even when I was a child,
I've always known,
There was something to be frightened of
And I can see it coming from the edge of the room.
Creeping in the streetlight.
Holding my hand in the pale gloom.
Can you see it coming now?

AAaaAAhhh...
I think I'm breaking down again...
AAaaAAhhh...
I think I'm breaking down...

All alone,
On the edge of sleep,
My old familiar friend
Comes and lies down next to me.

And I can see it coming from the edge of the room.
Smiling in the streetlight.
Even with my eyes shut tight,
I still see it coming now.

AAaaAAhhh...
I think I'm breaking down again...
AAaaAAhhh...
I think I'm breaking down again...
AAaaAAhhh...
I think I'm breaking down again...
AAaaAAhhh...
I think I'm breaking down...

Dum, dum, dum, honey what have you done?
Dum, dum, dum it's the sound of my gun.
Dum, dum, dum, honey what have you done?
Dum, dum, dum it's the sound

Janie's got a gun
Janie's got a gun
Her whole world's come undone
From lookin' straight at the sun
What did her daddy do?
What did he put you through?
They said when Janie was arrested
they found him underneath a train
But man, he had it comin' Now that Janie's got a gun
she ain't never gonna be the same.

Janie's got a gun
Janie's got a gun
Her dog day's just begun
Now everybody is on the run
Tell me now it's untrue.
What did her daddy do?
He jacked a little bitty baby
The man has got to be insane
They say the spell that he was under the lightning and the
thunder knew that someone had to stop the rain

Run away, run away from the pain yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Run away run away from the pain yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Run away, run away, run, run away

Janie's got a gun
Janie's got a gun
Her dog day's just begun
Now everybody is on the run
What did her daddy do?
It's Janie's last I.O.U.
She had to take him down easy and put a bullet in his brain
She said 'cause nobody believes me. The man was such a sleeze.
He ain't never gonna be the same.

Run away, run away from the pain yeah, yeah
yeah yeah yeah
Run away run away from the pain yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Run away, run away, run, run away

Janie's got a gun
Janie's got a gun
Janie's got a gun
Everybody is on the run

Janie's got a gun
Her dog day's just begun
Now everybody is on the run
Because Janie's got a gun
Janie's got a gun
Her dog day's just begun
Now everybody is on the run
Janie's got a gun

You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness
Watch it now ... here he comes!

He doesn't look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined when you were young

Can we climb this mountain
I don't know
Higher now than ever before
I know we can make it if we take it slow
Let's take it easy
Easy now, watch it go

We're burning down the highway skyline
On the back of a hurricane that started turning
When you were young
When you were young

And sometimes you close your eyes
and see the place where you used to live
When you were young

They say the devil's water, it ain't so sweet
You don't have to drink right now
But you can dip your feet
Every once in a little while

You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
To save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness
Watch it now here he comes

He doesn't look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined when you were young
(He talks like a gentlemen, like you imagined when)
When you were young

I said he doesn't look a thing like Jesus
He doesn't look a thing like Jesus
But more than you'll ever know

I'm down a one way street
With a one night stand
With a one track mind
Out in no man's land
The punishment sometimes
Don't seem to fit the crime

Yeah there's a hole in my soul
But one thing I've learned
For every love letter written
There's another one burned
So you tell me how it's gonna be this time

Is it over?
Is it over?
'Cause I'm blowin' out the flame

Take a walk outside your mind
Tell me how it feels to be
The one who turns
The knife inside of me

Take a look and you will find
There's nothing there, girl
Yeah I swear, I'm telling you, girl yeah 'cause

(Chorus)
There's a Hole In My Soul
That's been killing me forever
It's a place where a garden never grows
There's a Hole In My Soul
Yeah, I should have known better
'Cause your love's like a thorn without a rose
Yeah, yeah

I'm as dry as a seven year drought
I got dust for tears
Yeah I'm all tapped out
Sometimes I feel broken and can't get fixed

I know there's been all kinds of shoes
Underneath your bed
Now I sleep with my boots on
But you're still in my head
And something tells me this time
I'm down to my last licks

'Cause if it's over
Then it's over
And it's driving me insane

Take a walk outside your mind
Tell me how it feels to be
The one who turns
The knife inside of me
Take a look and you will find
There's nothing there, girl, yeah, I swear
I'm telling you girl yeah 'cause

(Chorus)

Yeah, is it over?
Yeah, it's over
And I'm blowing out the flame

Take a walk outside your mind
Tell me how it feels to be
The one who turns
The knife inside of me
Take a look and you will find
There's nothing there, girl, yeah, I swear
I'm telling you girl yeah 'cause

(Chorus)

Oh, oh...

(Good night taj...good night Chelsie!)

God is a concept
By which we measure
Our pain
I'll say it again
God is a concept
By which we measure
Our pain

I don't believe in magic
I don't believe in I-Ching
I don't believe in Bible
I don't believe in tarot
I don't believe in Hitler
I don't believe in Jesus
I don't believe in Kennedy
I don't believe in Buddha
I don't believe in mantra
I don't believe in Gita
I don't believe in yoga
I don't believe in kings
I don't believe in Elvis
I don't believe in Zimmerman
I don't believe in Beatles
I just believe in me
Yoko and me
And that's reality

The dream is over
What can I say?
The dream is over
Yesterday
I was the dream weaver
But now I'm reborn
I was the Walrus
But now I'm John
And so dear friends
You just have to carry on
The dream is over

WAKE UP

Somethin' filled up
my heart with nothin',
someone told me not to cry.

But now that I'm older,
my heart's colder,
and I can see that it's a lie.

Children wake up,
hold your mistake up,
before they turn the summer into dust.

If the children don't grow up,
our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up.
We're just a million little gods causin' rain storms turnin' every good thing to
rust.

I guess we'll just have to adjust.

With my lightnin' bolts a glowin'
I can see where I am goin' to be
when the reaper he reaches and touches my hand.

With my lightnin' bolts a glowin'
I can see where I am goin’
With my lightnin' bolts a glowin'
I can see where I am, go-go, where I am

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