(The Saramago's memories) José Saramago let it run the thread of his childhood and overturned on a volume of reminiscences
of the period to which he attributes to have become the person he is, said the writer Lusitanian. Under the heading "Small memory" whose edition in Portuguese was launched in Azinhaga, his hometown, the book was launched on Thursday in Madrid, Saramago recalling out loud the link to your terruño.A throughout the book, the Portuguese novelist speaks bluntly of his parents, grandparents, cousins, uncles. <<They were people who had disappeared, who had not left anything tangible in his life. "They were dead and I resurrected" recalled ironically, also made it clear that these reports will not then. At eighty-four years old, still looking bitterly Saramago current world situation. <<We are deep in the shit and can not be optimistic >>>>> said with unusual harshness. The new book by Portuguese writer, "Small memories," not only has his childhood but illustrates it with photographs of his personal album. In the newly published work in much of the world, the Portuguese writer Jose Saramago tries to retrieve the child was from a series of stories that leave open the contrast between childhood was marked by material deprivation but full of happy memories. The book, published by Alfaguara seal, is a tale of childhood memories of the Nobel Prize for Literature that allows venture into "the labyrinth of his fantastic world of childhood, a period from four to fifteen. Last year, when he began writing the book, was particularly difficult for the health of Saramago: a permanent chronic hiccups prevented him from sleeping, weight and cost him nearly lead to serious complications. Under these conditions, the Nobel faced his memories of childhood, the boy raised in a small rural village of Portugal, struggling with poverty and hunger, and with the backdrop of a turbulent period: the Spanish Civil War, the birth the dictatorships of Hitler and Salazar and interwar Europe. In fact, the idea of writing his autobiography he brooded for two decades, when he thought his memory dump more intimate in a book that was going to call "The Book of temptation", a title he decided to change the current one, since "they are small memories, a little child. " With a stripped writing, the author of "Memorial of the Convent" looks at everyday events, almost intimate, that marked him in its infancy and evoked their loved ones, including his grandfather. Unless death. This old, which almost touch his hand, does not know how you will die, "he recalls in the book." Small memoir was translated by his wife, Pilar del Rio and adds an attractive novelty for fans of the writer: seventeen photos your personal album, with commentary by his own hand. Saramago recalled in the book that was raised by a "family of illiterates, who instilled in me pain," but also helped forge the character and thought that has led him to become in one of the greatest contemporary writers. There are passages in the book "very hard", he hurt a lot, as the violence has consistently pursued his father about his mother or the slap that he once received. Saramago also recounts how he was discovering the world in its first years of life, a world still continues to surprise him and "has absolutely wonderful things, but every day we are attacked by hurtful things." writings differ memories of what happened in reality. They usually say something in this he was not told at the time the events occurred. In the novels in the plots are intertwined with the evolution of the characters and exploits them worldview that often hoard the authors. However, as memories are mixed with fiction, teasing, not necessarily shine in the memoirs themselves. It is improper to think that a rich life (either in misery or satisfaction) deserves to join the literature. Life is not comparable to literature, although the latter translate wonderfully life. José Saramago has been many things in his life, from mechanic to locksmith journalist, editor and writer, and in every age has sought to develop their job the best way he knew and could.. <<The problem is not the world, "said Saramago - but man, that has made the world a place full of injustice, cruelty and torture .>>......" Small memoir ', meets the memories of when I was little and also because of its size: just hundred and eighty pages in which only "the essential". In life, as in his literary work, for the great Portuguese writer was never there or unnecessary frills.