<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563833093325507442</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:13:24.345-08:00</updated><category term='l&apos;uomo ideale'/><category term='sposini'/><category term='È l&apos;uomo per me'/><category term='uomo ideale'/><category term='single'/><category term='oriana guarino'/><category term='vita in diretta'/><category term='E&apos; l&apos;uomo per me'/><category term='la vita in diretta'/><category term='oriana'/><title type='text'>libri di oriana</title><subtitle type='html'>Scrivere non è inventare. E' uno sguardo, tra gli altri. Uno sguardo che va dritto al segno, e toglie ciò che non è essenziale. Ecco, scrivere è togliere l'inessenziale.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orianalibri.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563833093325507442/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orianalibri.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>oriana guarino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15509260299366738115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563833093325507442.post-6152598264910937976</id><published>2011-10-23T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T12:59:43.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>È l'uomo per me di Oriana Guarino</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EW_ZjJvDUAQ/TogdGnfHezI/AAAAAAAAABY/6nPN7tdrH8s/s1600/copertina+Oriana.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EW_ZjJvDUAQ/TogdGnfHezI/AAAAAAAAABY/6nPN7tdrH8s/s320/copertina+Oriana.bmp" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A quale single non è capitato di uscire con un uomo sicura, ogni volta per la prima volta, di essersi imbattuta nell'uomo per lei? Quanti orrori, quante delusioni, quante sorprese la realtà sa riservare, assai superiore alla fantasia. E poi c'è l'ironia, che uccide e salva. Uccide, perché lo sguardo ironico con cui una persona guarda un'altra può essere annientante; salva, perché offre una leggerezza che rende sostenibile il dramma.&lt;br /&gt;Ma cos'è sbagliato? Forse lo sguardo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563833093325507442-6152598264910937976?l=orianalibri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orianalibri.blogspot.com/feeds/6152598264910937976/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orianalibri.blogspot.com/2011/10/e-luomo-per-me-di-oriana-guarino.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563833093325507442/posts/default/6152598264910937976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563833093325507442/posts/default/6152598264910937976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orianalibri.blogspot.com/2011/10/e-luomo-per-me-di-oriana-guarino.html' title='È l&apos;uomo per me di Oriana Guarino'/><author><name>oriana guarino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15509260299366738115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EW_ZjJvDUAQ/TogdGnfHezI/AAAAAAAAABY/6nPN7tdrH8s/s72-c/copertina+Oriana.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563833093325507442.post-491929905281356470</id><published>2011-10-23T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T12:57:13.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>un assaggio di È l'uomo per me</title><content type='html'>... Mi guardai intono, guardai quei visi con attenzione, Una allucinazione. Cominciavo a pentirmi - come al solito troppo tardi - della mia ingenuità. Tra gi uomini lì convenuti per essere smerciati, uno non potei non notarlo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563833093325507442-491929905281356470?l=orianalibri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orianalibri.blogspot.com/feeds/491929905281356470/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orianalibri.blogspot.com/2011/10/un-assaggio-di-e-luomo-per-me_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563833093325507442/posts/default/491929905281356470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563833093325507442/posts/default/491929905281356470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orianalibri.blogspot.com/2011/10/un-assaggio-di-e-luomo-per-me_23.html' title='un assaggio di È l&apos;uomo per me'/><author><name>oriana guarino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15509260299366738115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563833093325507442.post-5229203392480534460</id><published>2011-10-02T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T12:58:25.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un assaggio di  È l'uomo per me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMVQkKq-yts/TohtobOd9kI/AAAAAAAAABg/XsgcPhBB_Yg/s1600/altriocchi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMVQkKq-yts/TohtobOd9kI/AAAAAAAAABg/XsgcPhBB_Yg/s320/altriocchi.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Mi guardai intorno, guardai quei visi con attenzione. Una allucinazione. Cominciavo a pentirmi - come al solito troppo tardi - della mia ingenuità. Tra gli uomini lì convenuti per essere smerciati uno non potei non notarlo: era composto da tre palle, due come quelle da tennis al posto degli occhi e una specie di grande cocomero che partiva da sotto lo sterno per arrivare fino al pube."Terribile" - pensai - "se le tre palle mi cadessero addosso cosa rimarrebbe di me?". Ci sedemmo a tavola. Cercando di ricavare qualcosa di buono da quella serata che si preannunciava di una noia mortale, mi buttai a capofitto sulle pietanze. Mentre mangiavo alzavo di quando in quando gli occhi, per educazione, per non far vedere che ero lì a mangiare e basta; a un tratto mi accorsi che tre palle mi guardava con insistenza.&lt;br /&gt;Non so cosa accadde ma... improvvisamente le palle da tennis diminuirono di spessore, fino a diventare occhi marroni intensi, normali, il cocomero si restrinse fino ad assumere la dimensione di un pochino di pancia che -si sa - emana sicurezza e affidabilità.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563833093325507442-5229203392480534460?l=orianalibri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orianalibri.blogspot.com/feeds/5229203392480534460/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orianalibri.blogspot.com/2011/10/un-assaggio-di-e-luomo-per-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563833093325507442/posts/default/5229203392480534460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563833093325507442/posts/default/5229203392480534460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orianalibri.blogspot.com/2011/10/un-assaggio-di-e-luomo-per-me.html' title='Un assaggio di  È l&apos;uomo per me'/><author><name>oriana guarino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15509260299366738115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMVQkKq-yts/TohtobOd9kI/AAAAAAAAABg/XsgcPhBB_Yg/s72-c/altriocchi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563833093325507442.post-7936015990984874602</id><published>2011-10-02T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T12:56:33.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dove trovo È l'uomo per me?</title><content type='html'>Il mio primo libro&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-transform: uppercase;"&gt;è l'uomo per me (&lt;/span&gt;il secondo è in stampa) è uscito nel 2008, quindi ormai si trova poco in giro.&lt;br /&gt;Però si trova.&lt;br /&gt;Chi volesse acquistarlo ha diverse possibilità:&lt;br /&gt;- cercare ancora su qualche sito online che vende libri&lt;br /&gt;- acquistarlo tramite la sottoscritta: euro 12 è il costo, la spedizione è gratuita&lt;br /&gt;- recarsi in una delle seguenti librerie:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Roma - Edicolè di via Isacco Newton 90&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Trivento - Cartolibreria maria Guarnieri - Via Iconicella 38 &amp;nbsp;Trivento (cb)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Figline Valdarno (Fi) - La parola&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Reggello (Fi) - Schizzo&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Reggello (Fi) - Sandra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post da aggionare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563833093325507442-7936015990984874602?l=orianalibri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orianalibri.blogspot.com/feeds/7936015990984874602/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orianalibri.blogspot.com/2011/10/dove-trovo-e-luomo-per-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563833093325507442/posts/default/7936015990984874602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563833093325507442/posts/default/7936015990984874602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orianalibri.blogspot.com/2011/10/dove-trovo-e-luomo-per-me.html' title='Dove trovo È l&apos;uomo per me?'/><author><name>oriana guarino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15509260299366738115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563833093325507442.post-2558233141082745455</id><published>2011-10-02T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T02:21:49.808-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vita in diretta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uomo ideale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='la vita in diretta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E&apos; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XnjSmRq0BT8/TogfqzWV0cI/AAAAAAAAABc/HQPJvCUYT9E/s1600/copertina+Oriana.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XnjSmRq0BT8/TogfqzWV0cI/AAAAAAAAABc/HQPJvCUYT9E/s320/copertina+Oriana.bmp" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Una single e i suoi uomini. Roba da non credere.&lt;br /&gt;Perché capitano tutte a lei? Cos'è che non va? Forse quel suo sguardo ironico che uccide senza misericordia anche l'uomo migliore? Ma con quali occhi bisogna guardare?&lt;br /&gt;L'ironia uccide, eppure salva. La tragedia diventa sostenibile e a tratti leggera. Il finale? 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