The Reviews Keep Coming In for Cercando Alice [Finding Alice]

The reviews of Cercando Alice keeping coming in. The Italians love it.

See them on Camilla Trinchieri's website:
http://camillatrinchieri.com/CercandoAlice.aspx

Here's one of the latest ones, April 26, 2010,  by Isabella Borghese in her blog:  http://lecollanediisab.blogspot.com/2010/04/racconto-la-mia-lettura-di-cercando.html


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The Best News Ever: Finding Alice has a Publisher in Italy

Camilla writes, while in Florence, Italy:

Claudia Tarolo, the publisher of MarcosyMarcos, the company that published The Price of Silence in Italian, came down from Milan.

We sat at the caffe’ in the bookstore Edison, with Piazza della Repubblica spread out below us and for five hours went over the almost complete manuscript of Finding Alice, the novel I have been working on and off since 1986, the novel of the heart, the novel that started me writing.

It’s a deal.

She wants to publish it.

Claudia will go over the final revisions, perhaps ask for some changes, and then we drop it in Erika’s capable lap to turn it into beautiful Italian.

The book will come out in Italy in November. Hurray!



Erika snapped me and Claudia just after Claudia gave me the good news. The photo is out of focus. It was an emotional moment for Erika too."

"Finding Alice" is Finding A Way

Camilla Trinchieri writes about her manuscript Finding Alice, truly a labor of devotion:

The main reason for my long silence [on the blog] is that I’ve been stretching myself to the hilt to reach for intelligent sentences of my own. [referencing Obama's intelligence in a previous post]

At the suggestion of my Italian publisher, Marcos y Marcos, I’m rewriting one of the two voices in my new novel, Finding Alice, a story I sat down to write for the first time on January 1, 1986. It then became my thesis at the MFA program at Columbia.

Finding Alice is a story that has possessed me, the story that got me to sit down and write.

I’m probably working on the 30^th draft.

Each one has gotten better because through the years what began as a personal story, meaningful perhaps only to me, found its own voice, its own reason for being.

The changes the Italian publisher suggested (how lucky that she cared enough to edit me) are right on. “Why didn’t I think of them?” I immediately asked myself. A dumb question I think every writer has asked at one point or another.

Winter, Obama, Hope and "Finding Alice"

Camilla Trinchieri writes: It’s been a long time since I’ve written anything for this blog, but it’s been an odd winter. After needing a new crown, root canal surgery and a new filling in the space of two months, I’m calling this the winter of my dental discontent.

It’s easier to focus on teeth and the price paid to keep them in my mouth, than to dwell on the changes we’re all facing thanks to the sliding economy.

The good, no, the great news of this winter is that a man with brains is living in the White House. He’s going to make mistakes, the economy will take forever to pick up again, but at least he continues to inspire with his complete, erudite sentences, one cascading after another to form intelligent, strong thought, something we can hold up to the light, ponder, agree or disagree with. A side benefit is that Obama makes me feel that my own I.Q. is growing.

The main reason for my long silence is that I’ve been stretching myself to the hilt to reach for intelligent sentences of my own. At the suggestion of my Italian publisher, Marcos y Marcos, I’m rewriting one of the two voices in my new novel, Finding Alice, a story I sat down to write for the first time on January 1, 1986. It then became my thesis at the MFA program at Columbia.

Finding Alice is a story that has possessed me, the story that got me to sit down and write.

I’m probably working on the 30^th draft.

Each one has gotten better because through the years what began as a personal story, meaningful perhaps only to me, found its own voice, its own reason for being.

The changes the Italian publisher suggested (how lucky that she cared enough to edit me) are right on. “Why didn’t I think of them?” I immediately asked myself. A dumb question I think every writer has asked at one point or another.