A besita de l’ánchel
I have fond memories of writing A besita de l’ánchel [The Angel’s Visit]: a whole summer spent in the family home in Caudiel, pounding the keys of an old typewriter, and recreating myself in F. W. Murnau’s Faust. This novel won a second prize in the “III Premio Internazional de Nobela Curta” of the Consello d’a Fabla Aragonesa, in 1993. About this work, I said in an old blog: “A quote from Juan Eduardo Cirlot (You are inside me and will be alive / when they say of me that I no longer exist) heads A besita de l’ánchel [La visita del ángel], where I recreated, with an excessively experimental language, the love affairs of the future Pope Sylvester II with a disturbing woman (a succubus?) that I identified with the Lilith of Judaism. The plot was delirious and the language used almost unreadable: in it I twinned Pope Sylvester II with Jesus Christ and these two with Josep Carles Laínez; Lilith was Mary Magdalene and at the same time my Ana at the time. He alternated meticulous descriptions with fragments interwoven in the mouth of an angel, Snsnwy. In short, extravagances of the end of youth”.
