Yo, Manuel Azana

En esta novela negra, irreverente y original, se suceden al más vivo ritmo jazzístico un tropel de aventuras narradas en clave de humor. La entrañable antiheroína que las sufre es la joven Nanette Hayes, bohemia y detective aficionada, que sueña con ser más sexy y convertirse en una estrella del jazz negro. De momento, es experta en tocar el saxo tenor en las calles de Nueva York y en buscarse problemas sin fin en los bajos fondos, donde se codea con la fauna humana más variopinta y rocambolesca, disfrutando de la vida... hasta que un policía de la secreta aparece asesinado en su...

Encina confirio caracter al teatro-espectaculo cortesano al darle mayor entidad literaria y elevar su condicion artistica y poetica. Imprimio un ritmo teatral, fijo las condiciones de la puesta en escena y potencio el elemento lirico y musical. Esta edicion recoge catorce piezas de su produccion dramatica.

Why am I here? Why do I have to live my life like this? What's the purpose? Where is God and why is he not here when I need him? These questions are easy to answer if you start to look inside first. Look at you! Try to understand yourself! Don't try to find God in the wrong places, just let him be expressed through yourself. Books like Arayan Dunes or Pretty Mommy are just examples of how Love can make miracles with us! The author's other books, like Loving, Living and Giving, Magical Kingdom, Ski Utah! Fade to Vain, Deja-vu, or The Square of the Punish Souls, are more examples. Some...

A porn actor and actress escape their past lives in a black Chrysler Imperial along with the woman’s young daughter, driving beneath an inclement sun on a series of identical roads and past inhospitable landscapes. Each one of them narrates their flight to nowhere, but it is a fourth voice—that of a documentary filmmaker fascinated by this story—that communicates just how much of those three characters can exist within each person. In this magnetic novel the past is a nebulous territory from which there is no escape, and although the journey can turn the most impersonal...