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then wake up and be still half asleep, I turned on the TV. The first images related to the news of the Award Nobel Mario Vargas Llosa. That turned out to wake up.

Minutes later, with the last fresh coffee in hand, I looked out the window: a quiet street without people, the air fresh and cool. I kept looking for a few minutes away, excited but restrained, with great joy that ran through my eyes and my chest. With the feeling of having achieved something that we worked a long time, as if an away win.

And for most of us, to a greater or lesser extent the Nobel Prize is felt as their own. Some remember the classmate Vargas Llosa and others as alumnos, otros como paisanos. Cada uno reclamará para sí una parte de este Peruano Universal como es MVLL.

Particularmente me considero un groupie de MVLL. Comencé con la Ciudad y los Perros y desde entonces no he parado. En la Universidad, tambaleando entre mi vocación médica, estaba la literaria: "quería escribir como Vargas Llosa" les decía amis compañeros de aula y eso me impulsaba a participar fallidamente en los Juegos Florales. Hasta ahora, cuando me abruma el trabajo médico me digo a mi mismo "con tantas obligaciones como las mías Vargas Llosa no hubiera podido escribir"

La primera novela que I bought with my tips was the End of the World War in 1981, by then I had read The Green House and Pantaleon. From that year I read in order of appearance, catching up with Aunt Julia and Conversation in the Cathedral.

One evening at the Cinema Arts Juliet MVLL met with his cousin Luis, I just had in hand a brochure from a presentation by Winternitz, got a pen I asked for an autograph I will pursue with devotion.

I followed in their political adventures, even in the era in which almost deprived of nationality, as in the theater I attended presentations by the Chunga, Miss Tacna, beautiful eyes, ugly pictures, and the foot of the Thames.

books I read his political essays, which led to the beach to finish them faster. For a while waiting each week to read Caretas Touchstone. And for many Sundays left everything to see the Tower of Babel on Channel 5.

For some magazines I learned of his failed adventure in the cinema by adapting Pantaleon, but then I took the rematch with the adjustments to Lombardi.

recently went to see his two-person with Vanessa Saba at the Museum de Osma. In the same way I did my tail and foot-and saw that they had seats, the discussion with Claudio Magris. Thanks to your advice through interviews or written, I bought the Thousand and One Nights, Homer, Iliad by Alessandro Baricco, and I saw the documentary Sins of My Father in the past Festival of Lima. As the latest craze Amazon buy the book Mosquito Empires , thus combining two passions, literature and tropical diseases.

climax left as my trip to Trujillo, where I went to present my book. I have only one and a half in the city, but that night would give a lecture MVLL Huanchaco. Do not hesitate to go, to hear firsthand what he had read about his creative process to find out about his new novel, sandy beach and the Mochica constructions and the sea.

For this reason I am now, research on Roger Casement and Rubber Fever in Peru, waiting impatiently to read the Dream of Celta.

is why I feel that the Nobel, remotely, so I won