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The Strange case of Michael Farner
The Strange case of Michael Farner
The Strange case of Michael Farner
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The Strange case of Michael Farner

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The days are long gone when Michael Farner was a best selling writer. Now he's overweight, depressed, forgotten by his readers and neglected by his publisher.

Why?

He finds himself unable to kill off his characters, a serious problem for a writer of thrillers. Should he 'kill' a character; before he even has chance to edit the passage he'll find the character sitting in his living room, determined to harass the writer until he relents and kills somebody else instead.

But this is only the start of his troubles.

'The Strange Case of Michael Farner' is a short novel originally written in Italian and now translated into English. It focuses on the stereotypes of the publishing world, surprising the readers, forcing them to constantly change their point of view and suggesting that there are multiples ways to observe the complexity of reality... Who will have the last word? The writer, one of his characters... or who else?
LanguageEnglish
Release dateSep 17, 2015
ISBN9788898754342
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    The Strange case of Michael Farner - Lorenzo Sartori

    Lorenzo Sartori

    The Strange case of Michael Farner

    september 2015

    © All rights reserved

    ISBN: 978-88-98754-34-2

    Nativi Digitali Edizioni snc

    Via Broccaindosso n.16, Bologna - Italy

    www.natividigitaliedizioni.it

    info@natividigitaliedizioni.it

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    Farner stared again at the big Pollock poster over the couch. He turned and paced the hall for the twentieth time this morning, distracted and agitated in equal measure. Sandra was chatting on the phone but she paused to give him a sympathetic smile, knowing as she did the reason for his restless pacing.

    Yes, yes, I will definitely tell Mr. Hennings she said to her caller.

    Lipford was collapsed on the couch. He couldn't take his eyes off Farner. It was hard to say which of the two men was the most on edge.

    Michael Farner was a middle-aged man, balding and paunchy. Had he been a little fatter he might have conveyed more personality, but when it came to carrying excess pounds Michael flaunted his mediocrity.

    He was undeniably an accomplished mystery writer, but his best work was behind him. Only a couple of years ago, Hennings, his agent, would not have dared to keep him waiting so long. Hennings would have to wait a lot longer for his latest work, thought Farner, irritably. And it was all the fault of guys like Lipford.

    Hello Michael, come in, said Hennings. So, have we some good news? He enquired without looking at him; he was too preoccupied with scribbling notes on a piece of paper to pay him even that small courtesy.

    The writer tried hard to infuse a tone of satisfaction in his reply.

    I'm working on it.

    And did you bring me something?

    No, Paul. I didn’t. Not yet. I still have to resolve something first.

    Hennings looked up at his client and friend. Puzzlement tinged with world weariness furrowed his brow. There followed a few uneasy seconds of silence but Paul did not dare ask Farner to explain himself. For some time now Michael had been acting very strangely. Hennings put it down to a midlife crisis, or writer's block. Most likely both and with a side order of depression.

    Look Michael, I read what you sent me. It's good. Very good. Personally I like it a lot, but…

    But what? Farner interrupted, forcing himself to smile.

    Well, forty pages in and nobody’s dead. I mean, a thriller needs a victim. Hennings

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