BEHIND THE SCENES

.- What is it behind the scenes?

A story!

.- is it real?

Surreal, I would say. It has elements of reality combined with elements of writing and narrative, like any good story.

.- How does it start?

In real life. One day a beautiful woman full of life and charm catches my attention, I raise my head, I see her and say wowww, and I think my subconscious betrayed me, because I said "wowww" and my lips escaped from my soul, and unconsciously pronounces loudly "Beautiful" and, at that moment, she looks up, I think she heard my whisper, I turned red, I blushed, and on the other side, she smiled flirtatiously at me!

.- Is that narrated in the story?

Yes!. I wrote all those sensations in other landscapes, with other elements to make the story attractive, using narrative elements.

.- Where does the event really take place?

In a store.

So I was saying that the eyes were there for the look because I discovered in her eyes a very clean look, a spark, joy came out of her eyes, and I don't know if it's those sparks that the two, in meeting, define in a magic, because that spark in the eyes electrifies, there is a certain voltage at a certain intensity that in the magic of two embrace, only they know how to define it, and they know when that spark will generate fireworks and Christmas and 4th of July at 12 am because it becomes a magical celebration. Cars pass, people talk, everything moves, but Eleana makes time stop, and we are in a magical carousel: her smile, her grace when walking, her beauty, her way of speaking, her eloquence and self-confidence when talking to another, between sparks, fireworks, heart-pulsed revolutionized, in short. But Eleana had grace to be cold, no emotions or red faces or uncoordinated movements in the body, peacock that opens its wings in full multicolored color, and does not show nervousness for the person in front of her who moves her soul, and her emotions.

.- And then how do you know that there was an attraction in her towards you?

In the look. Looks don't lie! The looks are clear, the sparks that that look generates.

I think the heart knows that it doesn't beat for anyone, nor does it generate that intense spark, and at all costs it tries to stop time with the person of interest.

.- Do you also say it in the story?

Exactly because of the intensity of what Eleana generates in my life. I wanted to stop her, I didn't want her to leave! And there is a whole volcano of Kilauea sprouting inside me, and she will probably remember my lips that stuttered with her: neither English nor Spanish, all mixed.

And I said "oh my God, hold me here," because it's one of those moments that you don't want her to go away, and you invent any excuse to prevent her from moving away from a space where she is, and you don't want to be away from her presence, and then a magic comes out in those encounters: conversations, details, experiences, movements, hugs and this....

So one time, I promised her that every time she returned, I would give her a story, and I would read it to her in the park, being a chapter of "The Thousand and One Nights".

When I started writing it, I realized the tremendous attraction that she exerts on me, beautiful, Greek statue in sculpture, with lines and shapes that perfectly draw the Greek statues in their finesse and complexion, and pushes all my senses, it was a very strong attraction, and I begin to write the story.

.- Does she exist?

Of course! More beautiful than ever.

And what I think is that she doesn't consider herself so beautiful! Eleana knows that she is a normal person with beauty, the difference is who makes her beautiful in front of all the others.

.- And what makes her beautiful above all the others?

The person who look at her, and tells her a story to honor her presence. All girls are brilliant and beautiful in their own, but the woman and man who knows very deep her or his essence has a light that sparkles, and Eleana has that shine.

.- Is there anymore adventures as part of the story?

Yes, Eleana has some magic, and she is smart. There were some other moments we shared together, and will be written in the story underneath the table in meaningful encounters of months in time.

.- Is there any day we could meet her?

I don’t know. That would be her decision.

.- Did you all get in a relationship?

Read the story and find out!