tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39231225391987841432011-04-21T18:43:04.930-07:00ferjurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01453101150094617440noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923122539198784143.post-41154882766553942282009-05-07T08:55:00.000-07:002009-05-07T09:02:19.578-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.ecampus.com/images/d/9/933/9788493449933.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 187px;" src="http://images.ecampus.com/images/d/9/933/9788493449933.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />dfgfgdffbvdfbfgbbfghfgbh<br /><br />si te gusta la buena literatura me puedes encontrar en <a href="http://benasque.aragob.es/cgi-bin/abnetop?ACC=DOSEARCH&amp;xsqf99=%28406832%29.titn.">tu biblioteca</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923122539198784143-4115488276655394228?l=expzar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ferjurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01453101150094617440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923122539198784143.post-36843721145441199922009-05-05T09:42:00.000-07:002009-05-05T09:52:55.196-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.diogenes.ch/media/covers/132_211/978-3-257-06386-8.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 211px;" src="http://www.diogenes.ch/media/covers/132_211/978-3-257-06386-8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />David loves Marie. But Marie is not overly interested in the waiter shambling helplessly around her. Then David makes a discovery. In the drawer of an old bedside table, he finds a manuscript. The novel appears to date from the Fifties, and tells of a love, deep and pure, the likes of which are practically unknown in the cynical, post-modern twenty-first century. Marie is enthralled by the novel and, believing David to be its author, offers the manuscript to a publishing house without his knowledge. ›Lila, Lila‹ becomes a bestseller – and Marie David’s lover. He would like nothing more than to tell her the truth, but: Her love had been built on a slight deception, the removal of which would have swept away that love’s very fundament. This is an outcome that David intends to avoid at any cost. Meanwhile, what began as a tiny lie begins to snowball into an ever greater disaster. Love, betrayal and death – such are the themes of the bestseller, which begins to control David’s life in a way that he would never have imagined possible. ›Lila, Lila‹ is published in France (Bourgois), Spain (Anagrama) Italy (Feltrinelli) Russia (Inostranka) Turkey (Ithaki) Poland (Bertelsmann Media) Latvia (Zvaigzne) Lithuania (Versus Aureus) Macedonia (Asdreni) Serbia (Mono i manjana<br /><br />Disponible en estas<a href="http://benasque.aragob.es/cgi-bin/abnetop?ACC=DOSEARCH&amp;xsqf99=%28suter%29.AUT."> bibliotecas</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923122539198784143-3684372114544119992?l=expzar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ferjurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01453101150094617440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923122539198784143.post-77833887840329563362009-05-04T08:12:00.000-07:002009-05-04T08:13:35.120-07:00Esta es mi primera entrada en Zaragoza<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923122539198784143-7783388784032956336?l=expzar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ferjurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01453101150094617440noreply@blogger.com0