|Blurbero desde||noviembre de 2013|
I'm Nathalia Fagundes. Lover of all things art. I have a hard time picking a medium so I simply don't. Words seep out of my pores so I put them on paper. I also dance. And take pictures. And paint occasionally. Stay rad folks.
" I thought I understood it, that I could grasp it, but I didn't, not really. Only the smudgeness of it; the pink-slippered, all-containered, semi-precious eagerness of it. I didn't realize it would sometimes be more than whole, that the wholeness was a rather luxurious idea. Because it's the halves that halve you in half. I didn't know, don't know, about the in-between bits; the gory bits of you, and the gory bits of me."
|Alerta del narrador ansioso: creo que mi próximo libro será sobre...|
Love. HAHA just kidding. Who knows?!|
I'm actually working on my second collection of poems, as well as a potential full novel. The insanity takes control.
|Todos necesitan saber acerca de estos autores y artistas...|
Sylvia Plath, my muse.|
Charles Bukowski, my favorite asshole.
J.D. Salinger, who gave me answers and a best friend.
The Ceremonies, my favorite band of brothers who also create art.
|Este libro es adictivo. Léalo (bajo su propia responsabilidad).|
The Catcher in the Rye.|
Looking For Alaska.
Brave New World
The Bell Jar
One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest
On The Road