I was recently talking to a co-worker about Venice. I was curious about the very different impressions we had on our trips to this city.
It is assumed that she was preparing thoroughly. I however went, without further ado. For her it turned out to be a bit disappointing, for me it turned out to be a real wonder.
Venice is not all a beautiful city. Being surrounded by water (which is not precisely that it circulates fluidly) ends up deteriorating and staining the walls of the buildings, but we are talking about authenticity, of a beautiful city conquered by the water and where everything happens to the rhythm of the different boats that cross it. between buildings of marvelous architecture at times splendid and at others of veiled decadence, as if it were a story. I would wrap myself up more about all this, but this is not the time. Now it's time to talk about the journalist's new book Sandra Barneda.
The point is that Las hijas del agua, this marvelous novel takes us back to the inspiring Venice of the XNUMXth century, where all those houses on the Grand Canal would be occupied by powerful families and where San Marco Square would become the only meeting point for all those ancestral families who made their carnival a space of coexistence with the people, surrendering on many occasions to the disinhibition typical of the general masquerade.
Arabella Massari is a young and noble Venetian fascinated by the carnival in her city. Undoubtedly that kind of leisure was the best time of the year for the young and restless spirits of that remote Venice. Lucrezia Viviani, the daughter of a businessman eager to prosper, attends his party by forcing his daughter into an unwanted marriage if necessary.
In fact, Lucrezia attends the party as Roberto Manin's fiancée. Only that party day, so prone to deception, may be your last chance to escape that cold concerted love.
Arabella discovers in Lucrezia, with a timid and timid outward appearance that strength, rebellion and energy that she is looking for to incorporate her into a sisterhood of women who intuit that they may be more than mere secondary characters without a life of their own ...
With a small discount through this blog (always appreciated), you can now buy the novel The daughters of the water, Sandra Barneda's book, here: