intellectual itinerary of a bi-lingual writer

It began as a means to publish some of my work, and it ended up being just that. Go figure....

I would like to thank A. C. Rojas and the rest of that old Boca Juniors team for a happy childhood, and I would like to state for the record that I probably would have kept Ingrid in Casablanca.

Victor Alejandro Wainer

What’s New:

Madness attracts me like a kind of, well... madness. It is definitely part of my life and now it is getting to my writing...

I just finished a story. She sleeps now within the cavernous walls of my virtual desk drawer.

It is a re-write of one of my oldest children: a theater play from circa 1975. But what back then I saw as poetic flight, I now seem to see as illness. Interestingly enough, the ethics and resolution of the story do not seem to change.

We'll have to wait and see what happens when it sees the light of day again...

A New Poem

You're a dagger

You hurt me,

you hurt me, you hurt me.

You hand me the gift of loneliness.

(Read More...)

Books⁄Authors on my bed side:

reading now:

- Sean Carroll’s "From Eternity to Here"

- Steven Pinker’s "How the Mind Works"

- David Foster Wallace’s "Infinite Jest"

to read:

- Steven Pinker’s "The stuff of Though"

- Orhan Pamuk’s "The Naive and the Sentimental Novelist"

- Philip Roth’s "The Facts: A Novelist's Autobiography"

- Vladimir Nabokov’s "Speak, Memory"

- Antonio Damasio’s "Self Comes to Mind "

- Oliver Sacks’s "The Man who Mistook his Wife for a Hat"

read recently:

- Steven Pinker’s "The Language Instinct"

- Richard P. Feynman’s "What Do You Care What Other People Think?"

- Amir D. Aczel’s "Present at the Creation: The Story of CERN and the Large Hadron Collider"

- Robert M. Pirsig’s "Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance"

About the NAME of the site:

Volaverunt is the name of a plate in Goya’s Caprichos. It has always moved me. I could not say why or when it took the magnitude of a cry in my inner conversations. .

I repeat it to myself sometimes softly to bring the muses, sometimes loudly to release their presure. I once sprayed paint it in the wall of my basement

It seemed like the right name for this site.

Other News:

Summer just does not have any umph nowadays.. Lots of work and very little play

I still love my Gabi even more each day. (and it has been over 30 years now!)

Alejandro Wainer; Wednesday, July 27, 2011.

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