18 diciembre 2017

Esperando para partir

Las barcas siempre están dispuestas para partir. Playa de Las Canteras. Agosto de 2017.

16 diciembre 2017

Size does matter

I'm not going to talk about SEX. I'll tell you about the size of your blog posts on Steemit or any other platform.
Before getting into the subject, I would like to tell you that more important than size is knowing what we are going to say. You have to be clear, because that will help us to be more effective, direct and not entangle ourselves with what we want to say. Do not tangle up. Don't write a gibberish that nobody will understand.
For that reason it is important to make a preliminary scheme. A kind of script of what we want to tell, where it is clear, the planning, development and conclusion.
It is also important to be clear about the title of your entry, which will be direct, clear and not too long, no more than 67 characters.
Having said that, we are going to the heart of the matter.
There is a lot written about the matter. What size does a blog entry have to have?. That is, what number of words does an entry have to have to have a greater impact on our potential readers?
My method when I write an entry is based on these two premises:
The first is the number of words I will use. These words have to allow me to tell what I want to tell.  No more and no less. It is worthless to adjust to 1000 words and that the message of the article does not arrive clearly.
The second is, once satisfied with the content, reduce it as much as possible. Make an effort of synthesis. Without sacrificing, at all, the content.
I know, from experience, that texts of more than 2000 words are not very attractive. We must also say that every day we have less time. We only read only what interests us. If what interests us is well counted and in a concise way, then better. Baltasar Gracian said: "The good, if brief, is twice as good; and even bad, if a brief, not so bad. "
Therefore, and to conclude, I would  recommend you  that your entries be between 400 and 900 words. From my point of view, that is the ideal number for your entries to be read completely and reach the largest possible number of readers. Without forgetting, of course, what I told you before, that you are more than satisfied with the content, that you have used the right number of words to say what you wanted to say.
I hope this post was useful for you.
This text has 432 words.
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15 diciembre 2017

La lectura es la llave del conocimiento

La lectura es sin duda el mejor camino para alcanzar cualquier conocimiento; sin la lectura nos acercamos más a las cavernas. Las Palmas de Gran Canaria. Septiembre de 2017.

13 diciembre 2017

El chocolate de Selena

A ella le gustaba su chocolate y perdía la cabeza por él. Su aroma salía por su ventana, a eso de las cinco, los martes y los jueves, mientras duraba el frío. Ella bajaba, se detenía ante su puerta y olía el cacao, entonces escuchaba las palabras mágicas de Selena:
—Pasa, Marta María. 
Abría la puerta y, al abrirla, sentía como el aroma del chocolate la invadía por completo, la excitaba y la transformaba. 
Se sentaba y, antes de saborear el chocolate, soñaba con sus caricias y sus besos, con ese amor imposible que nació con el primer sorbo del chocolate de Selena.

 Fuente de la foto: Pixabay

11 diciembre 2017

La vida se abre paso

Esta pequeña lagartija tiene su pata encima de la papa, esperando a que me vaya para hincarle el diente. Le habrá gustado su sabor salado. La Palma, octubre 2017.

10 diciembre 2017

The robber of the crisis

He entered with a balaclava that covered his entire face, with a shopping cart and a airgun and he shouted:
 —Nobody move! Whoever moves, I will shot her between eyebrow and eyebrow. I do not want any nonsense, huh ? I have a very restless finger. I want not be that any one ends up in a box of finnish pine without having it planned.
The situation was aggravated . The security guard raised the  walkie-talkie and tried to call the central. But met the look of the robber who said him:
 —You, kid, do not to be play the brave. The cemeteries and crematoriums are full of man brave. Turn off the  walkie-talkie , put it on the ground and throw it at me here.
The security guard did not think twice and did what he said the robber.
 —Well, I see that we are all understanding the matter. I want to leave early and without problems. If we all do what is in the script we will get a great movie and we can gain the Oscar.
The thief looked around. He went to one of the shelves on which were all thrillers and told one of the employees:
—Put them all in the shopping cart, without leaving one. I'm watching you . I do not want to have a problem with you.
The employee looked at him bewildered. He put all the books dedicated to policial novel into the shopping cart until he filled it.
The robber looked at all establishment customers and argued:
—Do not look at me in amazement. I know that it is rare for a robber to steal books, but some have their hobbies and their vices. I am an inveterate reader. This terrible crisis leads anyone to do unthinkable things until yesterday at three o'clock. You do not know how well you spend it reading, while I wait for them to call me from unemployment. Unemployment is less unemployment and the crisis less crisis.
Without saying more, he ran down the street, with the shopping cart full of books while at the mall they could not believe what they saw.

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09 diciembre 2017


Yesterday, you went following his memory, 
because your heart broke into a thousand pieces, 
and you did not know where to put the pieces, they fell out of your hands 
and they rolled down the street like broken toys 
that nobody wants.

You did not expect the black boat to arrive so fast, 
because you still felt his hands, you had his smiles, 
you had his kisses and his caresses, 
but the boat arrived at your beach 
and you stayed on the rock, drinking your tears, 
eating your pain; You knew that he would never go back.

You told me it with the dead look, 
trying to hold on you to my hand, 
looking for a breath to cling you to life, 
to continue to breathe in fits and starts, while you swallowed you the pain and his oblivion, 
but you could not and the anguish and sadness overcame you, 
they gagged you and they were drown you
and you let you go to where the universe is born.

Now I am alone, without you and without him, and I have to get up,
trying not to sink in my tears,
in the quicksand of despair,
to take a step, lift your feet from the mud,
that I have them sunk to the knees,
one step and then another, one step and then another,
and not think about you or him to continue living.

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