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Pen and writer Ramon Gomez de la Serna by May

pens used to write and writing, as I have said Ramón Gómez de la Serna , no more than "an arrogance against death", so the pen will become the instrument created by human hands to devote to his vanity.

Among human beings more petulance to death on way to stand out as the writers, which recommended the splendid Augusto Monterroso that always write for posterity:

Never write to your contemporaries, much less, as many do, for your ancestors. Do it for posterity, which undoubtedly will be known, it is well known that posterity always do justice.

The writer, according to this line of thought, challenge death with the hope of defeating in single combat, armed with a magical pen as the only tool able to give him the victory. Or at least they did before the onset of the pens, roller, personal computers, voice recorders and other technological paraphernalia.

Aware of the importance for him have their pens, Ramón Gómez de la Serna gave them a capitulillo in Automoribundia , a kind of autobiography from the terrible, the nostalgic and humorous, published in 1948. Then you stick it.

I and I have seven pens in office, but I have had more, that I have lost, to me I have removed or have died. My feathers survivors can say what they say, with more presumption than pain, living stems of large families: "We were twenty, but we live only seven." There

pen that produces errors may own convenience, which suggests confusion, that does not finish the lyrics. There is the one that has good lyrics, good point that I almost always missing. There he wants at all costs to point quatrain, with the eyes of the west well done and closed. There is a letter which curtailed, bitter, more sincere than the others and enjoys the thought topping ideas. There you want to describe and hard at that. There is the novel, which traces out the types and their passions as if they confess, as if you dictate every character and every situation the necessary words. And there are many classes with different itching each with its ease and difficulty involved.

They seem very wise words of Gomez de la Serna, because each pen has its own personality, in some ways, it imposes on its owner. I do not know if you will, too, but my handwriting is quite different depending on how pen type. Strokes rise to heaven or sink into the depths. In some cases, even my handwriting seems to be bound by the tool to start the path to abstraction. Finally, the feathers seem to have their own life, so much so that sometimes I think if there are living beings who wait patiently in the shop windows until a poor unfortunate human being dazzled their shapes and colors and endorse. Since then we no longer know who owns it and who the tool. It is a relationship similar to that left Julio Cortázar written in the Preamble to How to wind a watch :

Think about this: when they give you a clock giving you a little hell of flowers, a string roses, a dungeon of air. No te dan solamente el reloj, que los cumplas muy felices y esperamos que te dure porque es de buena marca, suizo con áncora de rubíes; no te regalan solamente ese menudo picapedrero que te atarás a la muñeca y pasearás contigo. Te regalan -no lo saben, lo terrible es que no lo saben-, te regalan un nuevo pedazo frágil y precario de ti mismo, algo que es tuyo pero no es tu cuerpo, que hay que atar a tu cuerpo con su correa como un bracito desesperado colgándose de tu muñeca. Te regalan la necesidad de darle cuerda todos los días, la obligación de darle cuerda para que siga siendo un reloj; te regalan la obsesión de atender a la hora exacta en las vitrinas de las joyerías, en el anuncio por la radio, en el servicio phone. They give you the fear of losing it, you steal it, that you fall down and break. They give you their brand, and security that is a better brand than the others, give you the impulse to compare your clock with other clocks. Not giving you a watch, you are given, offered to you for the birthday of the clock.