Patrizia Poli
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Patrizia Poli was born in Livorno in 1961. Writer of fiction and blogger, she published seven novels.
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Aldo Dalla Vecchia, "Specchio segreto"
Education is a so outdated word today that it appears revolutionary. The grace with which are conducted the interviews that Aldo Dalla Vecchia — television and theatrical author, journalist and novelist — collects in the volume “Secret mirror”, called as the program (cult we would say today) by Nanny Loy, to celebrate the sixty years of television, results in a clean, elegant style, like a respectable columnist of the past.
By Patrizia Poli3 years ago in Geeks
Self-esteem
I could tell you that talking about you in terms of bad luck is wrong, that the attitude to have is the opposite: being a winner even when no one takes you into consideration, sell yourself well, sell smoke. But I believe in the truth, in being oneself, which does not mean not seeing one’s flaws and not trying to improve, but rather being aware of one’s weaknesses and strengths. That would be self-esteem, if one had it. You must strive to have it, beyond and despite the social anxiety.
By Patrizia Poli4 years ago in Confessions
From self-pity to Emily Dickinson
Complaining is useless, it is more useful to analyze the reasons for the failures. I hate to say it, but, in the end, it’s always all a question of social anxiety. We should go, say hello, be in the front row at conferences, maybe present an essay in person. Forget about it! I would risk dying. Everyone says you have to show up, call the newsrooms, make real friends with those in the trade. I was under the illusion that in the age of litweb it was possible to ignore physical contact but this is not the case. If they don’t see you, they forget about you and, if you write to urge, you become a nuisance, so it’s better to keep quiet, always and in any case, also because, when they don’t answer, you feel humiliated and stupid. The pounding advertising, the billboards, the shouts, the “buy my book, pay for it by credit card”, the photos of the book in different ways and positions, are not for me or for you, I know, you would like that people understood for themselves the value of your work. A utopia.
By Patrizia Poli4 years ago in Confessions
Phobic Pride
The problem is silence. As long as none of you have the courage to do like me, to say publicly: “My name is Mario Rossi, I’m social phobic and there are things I can’t do in life, but I’m not stupid, quite the opposite, I have a lot of hidden talents and so much strength that you do not even dream of it “, until another like you will not have the courage to answer:” Me too“, until a discussion on the subject is started in front of everyone, just as we talk about smoking, fear of taking a plane or migraine, this disease will remain unknown and we will have no place in the world other than that of dissimulation, of being hidden, of never getting anything out of life.
By Patrizia Poli4 years ago in Confessions
Accept, Limit, Concentrate
Accept yourself, nothing and no one will make you change. You are avoidant, you suffer from social phobia and this will accompany you throughout your life, therefore, the sooner you make up your mind and act accordingly, not opposing what happens to you but waiting for the crisis to pass and bypassing obstacles, the better. Avoid blaming yourself: you can’t do anything about it and, in any case, you don’t hurt anyone.
By Patrizia Poli4 years ago in Confessions
Lillo Favia, "Come meta il viaggio"
Everything can be said about Lillo Favia’s “As a destination the journey”, except that it is not original. Not for the content — which is still a male story of sex, drugs and rock and roll — but rather for the style. Usually texts of this kind, in the wake of the various Kerouack, Bukowski, Carver etc, which rage in today’s fiction produced by males aged twenty and over, are written in a “postmodern” language full of vulgarity, now standardized to the point of becoming anonymous. Lillo Favia’s novel, on the other hand, plays with words and carries out in-depth research, not for nothing he defines himself as a “language mechanic”. The narration makes use of a prose that flows into poetry, often alternating with it. Favia leaves nothing to chance and the stylistic analysis becomes existential.
By Patrizia Poli4 years ago in Fiction
