I have just finished the last chapter of - The Leash - as usual, a very enjoyable story to read
It is obvious that it has been written in another language and translated into English - but that is part of the charm of the story
Thank you and long may you continue to write such good stories
Thursday, 12 september 2013
Just finished the final chapter of The Leash. A good ending to a great story. Very realistic. I loved the legal manipulations. I lived in San Francisco from 1972 to 1995. !983 was a very good year for me. My first great love and I been together for a year. The rest of the decade was a disaster. I lost him and almost every friend to AIDS. As a result, I do not like to read depressing stories. Your story is very up lifting and positive. I only spent a few days in Italy in1986 with my lover.
Wednesday, 11 september 2013
Your "The Leash", Andrej! What a beautiful story. The conversations with the relatives were so poignant, so real. I had by the end grown to love Daniele and Guillermo deeply and will miss them.
Thank you! I hope you will be giving us more outstanding stories like The Leash.
By coincidence my friend and I are going to Italy in October and in preparing for the trip reviewed an article in NY Times Travel Sept 8
One of the three seldom visited museums mentioned is the Palazzo Doria Pamphilj which you identified in the latest chapter.
Would that love could be so unbridled as in the story but there is lots of joy in reading about it.
Saturday, 21 luglio 2013
Thank you so much for your beautiful story, The Leash .
This gradual awakening of a boy who had suffered so much in his few years of life keeps me waiting impatiently for another episode with his next epiphany. Now he has learned to smile, and he is beginning to express his gnawing hurts from the wounds of a flawed childhood.
I really like what you did with the broken glass incident. What a beautiful way to teach the transient value of a simple glass and the supremacy of love.
And the ceremonial pledge of love and commitment with the hanging of the leash had the power of liturgy.
I am loving your story. Thanks again for letting me enjoy your finely crafted words.
I just want to say THANK YOU for this wonderful story!
Thursday, 11 july 2013
you did it again. The Leash is a story with heart. So beautiful. Tender, with such attention to meaningful detail. I had to say thank you once more. And I know you must be swamped with comments from other readers, so I don't expect a response. I don't want to impose on your time but simply want to express my gratitude. I must admit that I am feeling more and more drawn to Guillermo and Daniele. Silly, I guess, but I look every day to see if there is a new installment.
Friday, 05 July 2013
I just found and read immediately The Leash. And I am captivated by your story. And I find myself sharing your tender feelings for Guillermo, who is not a dog! You are handling the telling of the story so delicately and with such timing that it has the ring of truth. You are not rushing him. He is a sweet boy with so many scars and so guarded. But you are reaching into his soul, awakening him.
It is as if a persistent numbness that has kept him from truly feeling is beginning to wear off, not unlike novacaine wears off slowly after you have seen the dentist. I was particularly moved by his reaction to talking about his grandmother. Also, your cooking for him is beautiful and is almost seductively drawing him out. I especially liked his momentary disappointment when you tell him you are taking him out to eat.
"You don't cook? I told you that you are good..." he said softly.
That spoke volumes.
Thanks again Andrej! Please keep writing your stories.
Saturday, 22 june 2013
thank you for sharing your art of writing and for the heart that shines brilliantly in The Leash, the first of your stories I have read. This weekend I shall read more of your work.
The Leash touched me deeply, awakening long dormant memories and intricately entwined feelings from my childhood and adolescence. And more than anything else, your tenderness toward the boy who called himself Fido and wore the leash resonated with me. It brought to mind three days I spent with a sex worker in Montreal ten years ago, a very sad fellow who suffered from many poor choices and bad decisions. My days with him on the Gaspe Peninsula were the wildest of my rather tame life.
I wish you well and leave you with the hope that you will keep writing stories - and writing with such compassion. The boy with the leash to me is a metaphor for all those humans who feel they have worth only if they surrender their worth.
Little Rock, AR
Friday, 7 june 2013
"The Leash" is a very beautiful story. Very well putt, even though I imagine you're from Italy, it was not hard to read. I will look at your other stories. Thanks for sharing your talents.