Serena Dandini (photo by Gianmarco Chieregato).
L‘I had kept aside like a good sweet that you don’t eat right away but wait for the ideal moment to enjoy it to the fullest. Even a book can be a prize, if only you know how to choose the right day to taste it. And so it was.
I had already told you about this talented and surprising author in a previous column but at the time it was her book of poems, 50 suicide attempts plus 50 blunt objectsnow instead Alessandra Carnaroli begins in prose with The fury (Solferino), in the beautiful Pavoni series edited by Teresa Ciabatti.
The fury it is a book but also an “ungrammatical” musical session, an immersion in the contemporaneity of our liveswhich in turn, like the voices in the book, do not have a regular trend but are wavering and change style and color day after day, exposed to pain, sudden shocks and unexpected joys (often more shocks than joys).
To be honest though, prose and poetry are abstract categories for this author, totally insufficient to define his style. Alessandra Carnaroli just writes, and leaves us readers the total freedom to read it all in one breath, without having to cage it at all costs in a predefined genre.
“The fury” by Alessandra Carnaroli (Solferino).
«I had to write a book that told of how we women live, of who hurts us and who does us good, of women who are well and of those who suffer, of the violence of certain men and of the love of others…».
To put things in order, if possible, Miranda is the protagonist of these stories that intersect so much that they become a polyphonic choir in which we recognize ourselves by discovering our wounds and weaknesses but also all the daily trifles that afflict us or, worse, obsessively capture our attention.
Carnaroli is a great observer, an expert voyeur of the lives of others and of the most miserable chronicle which now defines our passage on earth. Carnaroli’s narrative strength is in the details – it is known that the devil is hidden in the details – but they are the ones who make the stories fascinating.
The author also has another infallible weapon to amalgamate everything which is irony, especially the self-irony that gives wings to any dramatic content. So we can only be captured by the flow of thoughts that fly across the paper, free from canonical and reassuring punctuation, and believe me it won’t matter to you because like me you’ll already be inside the book and you won’t want to leave.
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