Artistikem

I just finished reading ‘The Queen of the South’ by Arturo Pérez-Reverte. I’ve been reading a lot lately and that is my excuse for such a long time without posting stories here. Yes, yes, I know, don’t throw anything at me yet because all this reading is nourishing me like I never thought it would.

Still, if you don’t believe me, here’s a small paragraph from that novel that I loved to the point of copying it for your knowledge. And don’t judge me for reading a book because of a Telemundo soap opera, we all know books are a thousand times better than their TV or film realizations.

So, here you go, a piece from a battle that is fought at a house where Teresa Mendoza is staying in accompanied by her very loyal bodyguard Potemkin Gálvez in Colonia Chapultepec.

Cabrones! she hears him scream, cabrones! and she realizes that something is going wrong, maybe he’s been hit, or maybe she has, maybe she herself is dying right now and doesn’t know it. But her right hand keeps squeezing the trigger, boom, boom, and she thinks, If I’m shooting I must be alive. I shoot, therefore I am.

I shoot, therefore I am.

I shoot, therefore I am.

You bet I’m gonna stick to that as a new motto! Thanks Arturo!!