I’ve always hated the New Year’s Eve party, the only day in which — I who am supremely and irreducibly antisocial — feel alone as hell.

Maybe because I have a mythical vision of the New Year’s party. I remember the first one I attended, which was also the first concession by my parents to go out under the cover of darkness. “At midnight at home”, my father thundered, as if I were Cinderella, but my mother objected: “How can she celebrate the New Year if she has to be home at midnight?”

My father gave up and I came…


Every year, the best time, when I feel Christmas more joyfully, is while I make the tree and decorate the house, then, as we approach the fateful date, it’s almost as if I can’t wait for everything to end.

For me Christmas is not the classic “we are all better” or “together is enough”, it is something perhaps selfish and childish. The older I get, the more I live Christmas as if I were a child. My warm and tidy room, the dog that rests after a good stroll and a bath in a frozen river, the snoring cats curled…


From certain reports, from certain interviews, it seems that the ideal of the average Italian is brioche at the bar or lunch at a restaurant.

Lately — I mean in the last two decades in crescendo — there has been a rush to “life as an aperitif”. And, perhaps, — with all due respect to the restaurateurs and those who live with those activities — a stop was needed. A rethinking of this rushed and superficial lifestyle. The “aperitif life” had to be stopped. By force, by law.

At eighteen it is normal to gather in a pub to make…


Federica Cabras has two souls. One is modern, witty, funny, and she writes novels of love and joy, full of hilarious dialogues and jokes. The other is the opposite: morbid, telluric, ancestral, fascinated by her land and death. The latter is the best Cabras, the Cabras “deleddish”, which we find in “Animas”, the novel of full artistic maturity.

“Animas” is set in Sardinia, like all the other texts by the author, but this is the darkest and most true Sardinia, that of feuds, pastoralism, blood and death. “Animas” is a full-fledged gothic novel — today it would be called thriller…


It is difficult to review this book. Gustavo Vitali’s “The Lord of the Night” is undoubtedly a text of great value.

But.

A historical mystery, well written, well developed, with all things in the right place, starting with excellent writing — just a few repetitions or alliteration — to continue with action and twists. Above all, a very lively setting full of atmosphere, where every object, every place, every custom, is seen, smelled, tasted, recreated through flawless documentation. There is even a good psychological interpretation of the characters. …


Sorry to say but this book was not supposed to come out as it is. You had to have the patience to revise it from top to bottom, starting with the banal justification of the manuscript on the right side, up to the dialogues with that “said” that begins, no one knows why, after the point. Not to mention initiated and unfinished speeches, repetitions in bursts. And so on.

Having said that, even the story, although interesting to understand how certain corrupt environments work, is heavy and cumbersome, including road accidents, underworld, bicycle racing and murders.

In Rome, former cyclist…


There is only one word for Eleonora Fasolino: good. She writes very well, with all the right narrative times, without delaying and without being in a hurry.

She especially was able to create one of those characters who remain iconic, who become part of the collective imagination, such as Edward Cullen or Christian Gray. She has created our local Manfredi Vergara, one who, from the very name, triggers your hormones.

Beautiful and impossible. And impossible love, you know, is the most intense and romantic one. Impossible, Manfredi, he is three times. Because of the age difference, he is a grown…


L’isola delle lepri

Margit of Hungary is still in the womb when she is devoted to God.

She is nun by force, she takes on all suffering and deprivation in order to be pleasing to the Most High. She refuses the marriage proposal of the handsome King of Bohemia Ottokar, she makes peace between her beloved brother Stephen and her father. In reality, her sad soul is prey to a fierce nostalgia and violent grudges, her heart is torn by the desire for a life outside the dark walls of the convent. Next to her, Marcello, the provincial father of…


Nostalgia in nostalgia. Yes, nostalgia, because this novel, light as a candy that melts on the tongue, I had already reviewed when it came out in reduced form. Now, Aldo Dalla Vecchia — journalist, television author and writer — has re-edited it by adding new tasty stories that make up the adventures of Amerigo Asnicar, a character entirely inspired by Aldo himself and the world he frequented.

And nostalgia because the period in which the book is set, around 2015 Expo, seems, in the light of what then happened, very far away. …


What if the Aryans weren’t so-called “pure” Germans but aliens with blue blood, blue eyes, blond hair and a body temperature of eighteen degrees, humanized descendants of reptilian offspring? What if they had lived for years in a mysterious city beneath Antarctica? What if Hitler had known of their existence and had exploited their sources of energy? What if he didn’t commit suicide but was terminated by an undercover Russian secret agent?

These are the strange and disturbing premises of “Codice Redox”, the sixth company, the first of a future series, a uchronic fantasy-thriller.

A series of characters with little…

Patrizia Poli

Patrizia Poli was born in Livorno in 1961. Writer of fiction and blogger, she published five novels.

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